Poems from Gambles24
I found our picture today. We were at great grandpa's that day. You were on the three wheeled bike and I was in the basket getting a ride...
We see the raven as death in this question. Death
cannot write what happens to us. We are the ones
who control our path. Ravens are the...
As the sun begins to rise, questions start to form.
Will this be the day? The day where dreams come
true. The day where everything clicks...
When the sun goes down, the tracks come to life.
The tracks show their dangerous side from every turn.
But their good side is carrying the...
The lights go bright as the loudest party on earth
begins. It's not about the points. It's every man for
himself. The allies don't exist...