Poems from Luocacaca
Dear Future Me,
Death comes twice
Fear is imminent and not that nice
I feel tired
O' so tired
Let me die god
Set me free.
Dear Future Me...
Dear future me,
Your mind so bright
Your heart so fragile and light
I have hopes for you
Oh future me,
And so many do
So many like you...
Love,
A beautiful emotion, thick as ice.
Love is very very nice.
Damaging at first
It could truly get worse
But,
I met a boy
Stranger than...