Poems from JamBra876
They say, as the sunsets a new day begins.
But the perils of yesteryear, live on within.
Pain sees no sun, sorrow has no clock.
Tomorrow...
Two friends sit on a Sunday afternoon.
Feasting on the hatred held for each other.
Drinking the fact that they've made up.
While thinking...
The same boys comment the same things
Under the pictures of girls,
Who post the same thing.
All in a grand game of chase,
The foolish...
We're cool.
Our creations, destined to rule.
Our hope destroyed by your disingenuous tales,
You make us out to be lazy
And when we chant...