Poems from Literally Satan
Today when I walked out of class
And the world was so silent
And the streets were so desolate
And the ground was so damp with stale rain...
flowing, flowing, flowing
for the first time in weeks i want to paint
and i have no ideas
and i have no motivation
and i have no...
if you open up a human
you will find that it is
filled with strange things,
the appendix among others,
as well as a multitude of
emotions...
out deep in the woods in a clearing,
through the brambles and briars so sharp,
too far for any mortal hearing,
there is the sad sigh of a...
A pocket of quiet in a whirlwind of noise
Though there still is a buzz in the hive,
There comes a faint little cry of despair
From...