Poems from raelynn.keith
Waves pass by, sand burns feet, people swimming, hot dogs on sale, lemonade, taste sweet, but sharks won't stop bitting people... thats the...
cut it, might be bloody, rip it, might be veins, yikes hurts lot, thats why your a murderer, but your nice, your emo, but your homicidal...
pink or grey? red or black? hmm... red, very bloody creepy too. Hello any one. call it the colored smile because its bright it's creepy it...
Everyday i look in the mirror i see this spirit, not pretty, or nice, but very quite, eyes well, not any, brain can't think, it must be 2...
Name it, i love it, it's in your name, Name it, ill hate it, call it, ill say it, in the name of you, which really don't make sence on why...