the world is cold .
so cold that its tangled around vines of wishes and desires deep inside the roots of the vines there's apart of everybody who thinks about revenge they fear Death don't fear death his the guardian to "HEAVEN and HELL".
Hes the balance between "GOOD and EVIL"
PLEASE LEAVE COMMENT
by d grayman
so cold that its tangled around vines of wishes and desires deep inside the roots of the vines there's apart of everybody who thinks about revenge they fear Death don't fear death his the guardian to "HEAVEN and HELL".
Hes the balance between "GOOD and EVIL"
PLEASE LEAVE COMMENT
by d grayman

poem 11 my first happy poem
BLACK to BLUE
my love burns for you
thanks to you I only think about you
you are the one the fill my day with fun.
my dreams come to life because you make
one day so much fun.
you grab my hand and tell me to smile but i cant I just dont know why .
you are the world to me so one day I might try
to smile.
thanks to you i wont give up on life
LEAVE COMMENT
D GRAYMAN
my love burns for you
thanks to you I only think about you
you are the one the fill my day with fun.
my dreams come to life because you make
one day so much fun.
you grab my hand and tell me to smile but i cant I just dont know why .
you are the world to me so one day I might try
to smile.
thanks to you i wont give up on life
LEAVE COMMENT
D GRAYMAN

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