Poems from just1grrl

Things come and change The Darkness will comfort you Do not fret Do not cry All you have to do is call one guy.   Speak of the Devil, And...
When God came into the world, He already had everything planned out. Even if he didn’t, he sure as well went out with a bang. Now when he...
It Does Not Exist Yet we run on hands, Hands that reach out and hit those cursed numbers. It dictates when we do things, but can we stop it...