Poems from kingjelly665
Fuck you:3
Standing giddily by the tracks waiting to see the steam rise just over the trees and to hear the whistle as it drowns out all the mumbles...
Passed down from generation to generation, child to grandchild kept cherished and safe till the day its either sold during hard financial...
A building left abandoned and the sign left unkept, which hangs above the welcome mat, its color having long since lost its lustrous...
A month of wonder, and snow fall they say, coming from all those who are so cozy holed up in their heated homes ignorant to just how cruel...