Alright time to start posting my poems! These poems range from happy to sad, eccentric to emotional, apathetic to empathetic LET'S START THIS S***... woah.. Ahem.
The first post of the years
I need not concern any fears;
It's just another jumble of words,
from the deep depths of my mind they've lurked.
Let's get it straight;
This isn't fate,
My talent exponentially increased
and in a matter of time will decease.
My words aren't just the play of a game,
Nor do they match any others the same.
These are my words that I now create,
To show the world something on my mind.
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Kei's book of Deceit
Pain; Misery.
Nah, just the average thought of the day.
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I spread these Wings of Glass
And reach my arms toward you...
But my bloody hands cannot grasp you...
Please... come back...
And reach my arms toward you...
But my bloody hands cannot grasp you...
Please... come back...