Poems from 9BlackMoon6
Through halls painted white, I walk to my class.
With courage and pride, I look through the glass.
Though scared I am of another new school...
When you say you go,
We both know why you leave.
You plan on a long journey,
A journey ending without me.
I hate to be alone
A world...
Music,
An inspiration,
Sometimes more powerful than Dreaming.
Music,
A healing arrangement,
Played softly for those that are weeping.
All...