Poems from destinee13
Two minutes till ten. 120 seconds till the world finally ends, she runs and holds her purse tight but she could not get in, the doors are...
I know u don't love me the same because
the social contact decreases
You make up excuses so
your frequent visits ceases
Blaming me for the...
It is hard to forget-
more than one can describe. Images pressed against the skull,
replaying memories that decrease the rythmic motions of...