Dank Poems
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- Chapitres 14
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Dernière publication mar., sept. 3, 2019
Funny, sad, angry, serious, happy; you name it.
I'll write a poem with that exact emotion. Hell, I'll even do sappy
About who? Your choice too
Sebastian Micheallis, Ciel Phantomhive? Can't leave Tamaki Suoh behind!
I'm better at the rhyming poems, I think they're more fun
But if you ask me to write a haiku or non-rhyming one in general, you got it hun
I'll just end my description here, so you get to reading this book
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I still want my life. I'll always remember; do not go gentle. Do not go gentle into that good night. I remember the words they said. Do not blame your wretchedness on the fallen butterflies and bumblebees. Do not wipe your fears on the foggy window pain, only to awake in the morning with regrets. I will remember those words they said. But you see I have unwittingly spit upon the flowers gowing. I have drowned in the sea, and I do not wish to be saved. I do not want pain to heal my wounds because I do not trust in god enough to let them. Yet I still pray, I still weep with my hands tied. I still know that I am unworthy. I still know that I am in pain, and I love it. It's keeping me alive... if only for a moment; because in that moment I can feel the blood rushing through me. In the moment of my suffering I can feel the wind galloping behind my ears... and I am happy. In my moments of pain, I remember who I am. Do not go gentle... I love you. I love you.
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