4d
hand raised. but only one finger ...
those people,
they do not leave me alone...
but the angered,
are relentless.
as it runs away.
those people,
they do not leave me alone...
but the angered,
are relentless.
as it runs away.
this actually started out as a comment. totally different now.
What poem was it?
I do not.......
another one that i've read over and over and it still makes sense about a lot of things but nothing specific. I like those happy accidents
"a posted poem, gathers no knowledge"
What poem was it?
I do not.......
another one that i've read over and over and it still makes sense about a lot of things but nothing specific. I like those happy accidents
"a posted poem, gathers no knowledge"
