Poems from Wit
I gave you everything,
You gave me nothing!
You took my heart,
You took my mind,
But, you also took
My life!
Before you,
I was empty,...
Thank you, Bedroom floor
for being there when no one would
upon your surface, rests my broken heart's remains
within your wood, lie my...
Dearest one,
I Love You
You don't know how much those three words mean to me
they cut deeper than any swords
etching your name in my blood...
I am many things
for I am the constant change that has no range
where change is my constitution
and adaptation my revolution
For variables...
A mirror has the ability to make a duplicate of one's self.
It isn't a true copy but a near shadow of who one really is.
For a mirror can...