Poems from catbot158
So who the hell am I?
Let's see...
I'm a fricking nerd-dork weirdo with barely qualifyed coolness,
I'm an anime weeaboo and self-...
Once, there was a little girlwho spun around on her toesin the deepest of wood.One day, the little girl suddenly stopped spinning,and like...
The sickness corrupted everything, But time.Because time cannot be stopped by a mere cold, or a devastating disease,Nor can it stop...
Early Saturday morning.The apartment above my “Mr. Rhonda’s Psychic “ shop.I wake up to Guns N’ Roses’ “Welcome to the Jungle” playing on...
I see the colors of black and whiteEngulfed in a sea of tearsI hear the moans and cries of spiteThe cracks of rope and wails of fearsI...