Poems from DajahxD
They call me a "Pick-Me-Up".
Why are those words connected to me?
Me, of all people, picking others up.
Never a day in my life have I felt...
Who can turn and twist the fastest?
You amuse me with all of your reds and how they tiptoe so effervescently across my body's piano. Half...
I introduce to you a well developed soul that could nevver get close to shattering.
All this spirit does is Shiver.
Cold enough to burn the...
Change the Setting,
The environment I am in now is just a plain turn style sequence of scenes.
Memories I have are only forming drab chains...
One, Two, Three, Four.
I always spell it out so easily for you as you lay back and watch
The infinite beady eyes in the night sky blinking...