I wrote a bad poem, I think
By Nightblade
Staying out till the blue turns dark And my hands turn numb and cold Till I cant even feel the bark And I cant feel the mold. The only light is my phone The only sound is my music I like it here alone Some think its tragic But nah, i like it, its peaceful here And here, theres no fear E
- Published November 28, 2019, 16:33
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