Poems from sasha_95
The beginning comes with knowing the end. The things to come are only necessary in order to pass the wasting time. It is calm. Controlled....
I didn’t sleep well last night. I tossed and turned as I looked back and forth.All around me, I saw humanity going mad.Such a sorry sight...
Though it began in the third grade as only a few short stories written solely for the fun of it, writing has escalated to an art that...
Though it began in the third grade as only a few short stories written solely for the fun of it, writing has escalated to an art that...
I didn’t sleep well last night. I tossed and turned as I looked back and forth.
All around me, I saw humanity going mad.
Such a sorry sight...