Poems from Alix123
A humanism, however hard it tries,Will always be profound.You may influence,With your thoughtful lies,But still, like a humanism, I'll rise...
Whose money is that? I think I know.Its owner is quite angry though.He was cross like a dark potato.I watch him pace. I cry hello.
He gives...
I am a teenageer
I am the anxious, the reckless, and the wise fool, under the influence of a freedom we can and cannot taste.
I am the...