Poems from AhmaadX
I hate myself,I hate my wealth,If I could give,Then I would live,Nothing would be mine,As nothing is divine,
Pills,Pills,Pills,A pill for all your ills,Pills,Pills,Pills,A pill for all your feels,Pills,Pills,Pills,For broken bones and broken homes...
One,Two,Three,A child counts with glee,I count my pain,Hoping feeling will wane,I ask,Can I maintain?My voice sails into the wind,My ship...