Poems from smm1372
What would I change?
The violence portrayed in video games.
The numbness to a gun and blood.
The unneccesary gruesomeness.
What would I...
As the years have passedEach of the rules brokenChildren Pulled awayTheir young selvesGrow up in days instead of yearsYet dolls even...
Our words already frozen, long agoThe days and nights forever lost in timeIn between life and death, an intense climbTaking away all we...
As the months Go by and byI yearn for rain.For that is whenI wash my hairIn nature’s waterAmong all theBugs and animals.Tilting my head...
Slight touchOf your hand resting on the back of my handCreating slow circles with your thumbA soothing touchThe rush of feelings, sweeping...