Poems from memoriesnotpromises
You're mouth traced sin into my skintemptation written in your eyeshow is a girl not to give inbites just out of their sightlet no one know...
"The world is not kind!" they scream
our teachers, our mothers, and the men we sent to fight
"The world is not Kind," we whisper to...
The night is made of stars
and mixed with them lie flames
of colors past red, white, and blue
purples and yellows tell our wars
pink and...
We made our boat from Dreams,
and anchored ourselves with Hope,
so that no matter what Storm comes,
we'll Always stay afloat.