This poem is my interpretation of why I am the way I am these days. As I was strolling on my evening promenade, A little boy ran into me, but it seemed he wasn't fazed. I asked him what's the matter, and he said none at all, He said Magic was a troll and had … Continue reading Mourning Magic
Poetry
Poems from the Back of My Head
I wrote these poems fast and when I was tired on purpose to see what I could conjure from the back of my head. Grammatically Inaccurate Truth If people would only be nicer, Then peace would spring up like a geyser Don't hate fella's colors More color's less duller! So gentlemen, just be more wiser … Continue reading Poems from the Back of My Head
Innocence and other Poetry
Innocence For my younger self When I was young reality was just a far off dream Something no one cared about Something unforeseen Ignorance was truly bliss All I saw was all I knew Knowledge was something useless Fantasy was true I had my own world Something fine I never told For it was mine … Continue reading Innocence and other Poetry
Poetry by Emma
Meaning for Daddy Broken hearted Betrayed Love died with time Slow healing Scars never leave When the world hurts you Heal it Lame lead the blind They've taken your innocence Give them everything you have left I was wounded They lived off the life still in me I died, for them I kept the weak … Continue reading Poetry by Emma
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