The End is near
We all know it...
As I lay, my body restlessly confined
Embraced by blankets of silence...
I wish that she could see
What she really means to me...
Like shiny stars, red eyes,
glowing in darkness of the night...
OK this poem is to explain my name lol so enjoy,
Hello death...
[Verse 1]
I called your phone...
There was, however, one quality of Leandro's...
Despite the consequences thereafter, I refused to...
The anonymous
lurking around the streets...
I hadn't done it,
I lost hope...
A soul running free,
Away from a body it flees...
White is the color of fresh fallen snow,
A winter kissed dress with a soft glow...
Walking down a path
In the middle of no where...