The wrath of the yellow River:
By: ivan 070...
I can still feel your touch ;
i can still hear your voice...
I spoke of ignorance
But also forgetting my place...
The words you said
Scolded my ears...
Scream to the graveyard sky, the clouds are gray...
It hurt me deeply now a year has gone by,
Still the thought of you makes me cry...
This poem is about my beautiful dog chester..he...
You were my shoulder to cry on, when I was sad...
The screech of wheels peeling out along the...
frantically turning the steering wheel with no...
He's more than just a pet ,
he's my companion and best friend too...
Why why why
are you not here anymore...
The lower class of society
so many of us fell...
Tear drops run down my cheek
The taste of salt on my lips so sweet...