Poems from Austin200127
I bare to you a rose
A symbol to overcome the foes
The rose is damaged and worn
I protected it for you, even though I ended torn
The rose...
There is a reason that god made children so innocent. There is a reason
There is a reason god made children's eyes so wide. There is a...
The wind on my neck and tired arms is like the dust of snow that releases off of the earth when a owl sees its next victim