Poems from KaylaJensen26
It’s time for you to leave.
Here we are,
Standing in this room which could be the equivalent of a jail cell.
Cinderblock walls, stone...
Red is a color with a lot to offer
Red is a temper that burns like a wildfire
Rage,
Jealousy,
Frustration
But Red smells like roses,
Tastes...
Dear Hunter,
The name of the person who had used the computer before me,
Had been Hunter McDonald.
There I was in the computer lab,...