😱 SH dat was fantastic✅ 👆........good job!😊......
Darth>>>>>tanks😄...
✅.....yer, i cood tell........so was my poem posted above too......about entering the ominous....because death is suspicious..you dont know what will become of you once you do die.....or, if you take death into you own hands and find it youself....
*nods yes* it is...although..i tend to lyk topics lyk dat..i dunno why....
they jus seem more interestin, rather than sh*t bout ponies..well...😖.ok not ponies..but u know what i mean, happy stuff......it jus seems false to write bout happy stuff, coz the world aint lyk dat, the people aint either.....
here's another one... Literally it's about a tsunami but more figuratively about anger
Slowly it rumbles in towards land
Set off by a violent earthquake
Moving two hundred miles an hour
Leaving death and destruction in its wake.
The water pulls back lazily from the shore
Further than it ever does
Exposing fish
And all manner of other things
And then it hits
A wall of terror ninety feet high
Crushing all in its path
Leaving nothing standing
'ere's another... Not as good as the other ones I've written.. The style is a lot different from what I usually do.. I get inspiration from the strangest places
bet you can't guess where this came from
Late one night you saw him sitting out on the street
With his hat drooping over his eyes
And holes wearing in his jacket
Playing his guitar and singing, such as it was.
Trying to earn a dime
In this harsh, cold world of ours.
You glanced over for a moment
But turned away just as soon
Well let me ask you,
You ever walked a mile in his shoes
‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to sing the blues