Precious toys dancing on one floor of tile,
Twirl, twirl, dance, dance, as fast as you can...
This is actually a venting poem.. So, it's not my...
I watched a snowflake falling
I traced it's pattern down...
Broken Glass,
Strings and Rags...
I think of how lucky i am,
as i look back into the past...
Withdrawn from the world,
she likes to hide...
Don’t live for yourself live for them...
live for the ones who help you to stand tall...
~ i feel so much out of place many miles from home
~ wondering how many months it's gonna be...
Angel in heaven
Watching me all over each day...
Never give up,never give in
it don't matter wat situation u in...
This isn`t an actual poem, its just a place where...
thankss...
Every time we here the words we fall to our knees
our whole body gets weak...