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sorry if u think my poems suck, but that's why there are forums. most of the shit i post is off the top of my head, or a poem i don't like/stuck on. so, negative feedback is a must! student at the halloween headquarters of the nation, creative writing major, typically depressed college student, mildy neurotic, etc. |
LHK
I miss many things, things that tear...
The paths I have taken drop
memories, covering my...
The stars hang brightly in the
obsidian bowl of the heavens...
Time holds on to us all.
It pushes, pulls, drags us kicking...
The boy sits in
A corner, looking at the masses...