"corruptin" poems
My emotions corruptin my mind.
racing waters flowing from my eyes.
When I look into the skies the rain complains.
Its telling me things it fears and is hurt
by what it hears.
As it hears the disharmony and cannot be ignored.
It runs deeper beyond my mind's core, splashin
even more.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC