Learn more about other poetry terms
Alright, enough with this nice girl bullshit It took too long to understand that an open hand can't hold shit 'Cause the more you give, the more they want
Ill never understand the dark dementing thougths that must have rushed through your head, If only I could have been there, if only I could have stopped you, as your finger rest upon the trigger.
Nature is a part Of who we are. I remember this when I see flowers Bloom and blossom Running through the fields with my love As a child The countryside was detrimental to my love