Poems from iwantyourcherries
I look in the mirror
And what do you I see?
This girl who I’ve always wished wasn’t me.
The people have spoken,
The chips are down,
This...
The past is irrelevant
The future is in her hands
She must do now what thousands
Before her could not: She must find a way out.
For she is...
I curse the day that this Earth was polluted
With son'a'bitch’s, heartless bastards; whatever name suits them
If I could go back in time,...