Fading Leaves
The streets are filled with empty faces It’s like a sea of vanity They wear the marks of their disgraces Like bloody badges on their sleeves And as you step […]
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The Poet. The Pen.
Drip… drip… drip… Feel the ebb… and… flow… Drip… drip… drip… From the pen… so… slow… Drip… drip… drop… From the table, from the top See the little river sliding […]
Rhyme Written In Red 