Though your spite and ignorance throws me down, rejects me and leaves me to die And I no longer plee for you to hate yourself for your un-just act I’ll never be the same
Tag: happy memories
reflections in the mirror
i was walking through a long white hall way. then out of no where these mirrors appeard, above me, below me and on either side. each one was showing a different seen.
Fallen *a poem*
Cut me open, watch the seeds spill. See me crying?, another empty space to fill.