Poems from youngredbear
What meaning does saving them haveIs it childish heroism? Is it self deception because I want to believe that this is righteousPerhaps,...
I saw a little girl On a bikeRiding with her braids fanning behind her in the windShe rode with a steady confidenceA sort of innocence ...
The bottle is fullPop off the cork from the topLet's drink together
The bottle is fullBut I'm afraid to uncork It's on the table
The bottle...
I gather Broken bits of clay Broken pieces of glassMend them together To forget
So i silenced my voicelet it run insidea wind held captive
So i laughed it offafraid of myselfa tiger on a leash
So i nodded in...