Learn more about other poetry terms

we are flocking togetherthere's no-one to leave be the aim and the arrow VVVis for Victory that's a lucky escape
Carry the One. carry,.. drag.. discard! -futile. GRIPPING my face, Clawing me back..                         My affliction.    my burden. MY BURDEN. carry, drag.   Lost within my own
Exit Says the sign But not really Because signs don't talk   But it's green For what it's worth It tells you what you need to know In case you have to exit   So convenient
Subscribe to Exit