Poems from just1grrl
Things come and change
The Darkness will comfort you
Do not fret
Do not cry
All you have to do is call one guy.
Speak of the Devil,
And...
When God came into the world, He already had everything planned out.
Even if he didn’t, he sure as well went out with a bang.
Now when he...
It Does Not Exist
Yet we run on hands,
Hands that reach out and hit those cursed numbers.
It dictates when we do things, but can we stop it...