Poems from lexmcq
The hate pours from me like I'm made of water,
only ment to quench my own thirst,
I hat myself,
No matter what I say,
No matter what I do,...
My childhood is gone,
Snatched away before the hands of time deemed it to be,
I sit all alone in that crowd,
Slumped in a corner,
Blade to...
I miss her,
Where has she gone you say?
I don't know,
I'm just a hollow shell of her now,
the smiles fake;
the laughter off;
where has she...
I miss her,
Where has she gone you say?
I don't know,
I'm just a hollow shell of her now,
the smiles fake;
the laughter off;
where has she...