— People are singing with their hearts
While holding chicken and beers,
They'll be up until pass midnight
And will take a nap the next night.
It's the 25th day of the last month
And it means nothing to some now,
For them, this day is for them to have fun
Get drunk and sing some smoke in their lungs
YOU ARE READING
Her Broken Letters
PoetryThis is a compilation of the poems I wrote since the year I realized how beautiful writing your emotion was. The poems were a bit sad, some are inspired by songs, movies, or simply just by someone I stared at the bus station going to school. So, enj...
