Poems from thelastplasmabender
They say they want our personality.
They'll love it, whatever it is.
Just make sure you're not white.
That means you hate blacks.
Oh and...
I asked you a question
About my math,
And you turned and you looked at me.
I swear it must have been the light,
Cause really, it was...
We hardly laugh.
Do you remember your laugh?
I love to hear children laugh free.
We have it covered;
Our real laughts are covered,
But...
My nails finally grew
To one millimeter plus two
They were crooked and uneven,
But man, was I so proud.
My sister has talons
That they...
Bloody Red, Forbidding Black
Lying on the white
The King, he frowns
The Queen, she cries
The Ace and Jack are grim
Hostile Frozen Faces...