Ha ha this is a really strange poem me and my...
there's a bear...

Photograph upon my bench tell me, is it true?
The words I read in your last message are unequal...

Over a lush hillside sat a sobbing girl,
Her tears began to fall when her dreams became a...

Crying depressed
forever at night...

Personality is different
Past is left behind...

The sun is now black as dark as coal
as children are born without their soul...

The land is dark
no light around...

Surrounded by shadows
the stars they shine black...

Fire burning through and through
caught alight nothing you do...

Reflection in the mirror, edges growing grey,
Fading away slowly, diamond disarray...

Down by the beach the trees shall blow
The water comes in going back out slow...

Her broken heart, lost in the making,
Her tears she hides, lonesome faking...