Respect!
Makes no history
Because history is a wheel
Bound to repeate itself
Like cidas in every summer
I am re-writting
The stories they left out
So the songs could sing
Like a joyous destiny
Its supposed to be
Adventures
The real adventures
Like the ones of the little nose
Makes great stories
Better than the fairies
Of the prince and the damsel in distress
Another leaf
More stories ooze
The ones of the hunter
And the crying dove
Another one
More pours out
Lies and deceit
They sound so sweet
Since the inception of the world
Going over and over
And the stories never end
YOU ARE READING
My Unknown Lover
PoetryWe break up just to make up, this won't be our first time it could be the second or our third time but its not the last time. You said some things I said some things too. I hurt your feelings and you hurt mine and I dont know what is worse. Even the...
