Poems from stephanie_law23
I remember the good old days
Where all we did was eat, sleep, and play.
We ran around all day long,
Singing a bunch of different songs.
We...
I’m trying to find something to base my life upon,
Something in this strange world that goes on and on.
As the years go by and time fades...
Six humans trapped by happenstance
in the bleak and bitter cold,
each one possessed a stick of wood
or so the story's told.
Their dying...