beam's poetry courner
haha i was bored so i did this add in ur shit if u want and talk ur trash....
sad days end with inebriation for the weak...those who would rather not have to seek, hiding behind the ones who choose there fate, something's are always worth to be late, slow down this search for me, maybe just end it and call off the feelings u felt...look at it through the eyes of the receiver, sometimes open minds are meant to be locked cause your sorrow is never taken, for truth lies in the silent, and those who take back...all this is something u lack...
sad days end with inebriation for the weak...those who would rather not have to seek, hiding behind the ones who choose there fate, something's are always worth to be late, slow down this search for me, maybe just end it and call off the feelings u felt...look at it through the eyes of the receiver, sometimes open minds are meant to be locked cause your sorrow is never taken, for truth lies in the silent, and those who take back...all this is something u lack...