Poems from rosa.gifford
Ticking clock,
I've gotta watch,
Oh, it's so late,
I've gotta go.
It is dark
And candles burn,
Their warning silent, shrill.Ticking clock...
If my hands fled before me
Like the wings of a bird
I'd have been,
How many long hours
Before my longevity give?
Why do I curse along a...
One: we skipped stones,
made a wish.
Two: We learned eachothers' favorite everythings
Three: We read The Fault in Our Stars
by John Green...
This is a caged camoflauged world I see through,
Though half the time or more,
I'm lost and alone.
And when he asks me why
I hate myself,...