Poems from FSBell
School, college
What really is it?
Twelve long years and more to come
It seems just like a trail of sand never ending
But I guess we can't...
Once upon a time, I’ve could’ve been a beast
If I judged one from the inside
That’ll make history
Then the witch came and slayed
And it...
Forget the blood lines that make our trees bright red
Forget the colors that highlight our lively skin
Brothers, sister, mothers and...