Poems from edarlitrix
What makes Anonymous happy
is not anything sappy
except for the two preceding lines.
What makes Anonymous happy
is to see others happy--...
We Are Anonymous
Like the Mosquito
that comes to bite you
and you kill it.
Now she is a forgotten entanglement
of red and black.
But you...
Why do you scream
and writhe in rage
at that child
Who won't return your gaze?
He cannot hear you
He is deaf.
He cannot see you
He is...