"presured" poems
Some say the the end is near
inwhich so,they live in fear
others repeat repent of your sins
while others just dont give in
I in which, do believe
but care not so to let it trap me
from living my life day to day
Whenever it ends I will be okay
because I am not frightened, I am not presured
I have seized the day and will live my happily ever after
Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 2:44 PM UTC