Poems from mikaelaschulz
To some I am colorfully confusing,
Difficult to understand,
Yet to many rather amusing,
I can wear many different shades,
I can wear green...
His eyes were bitter,
His heart aflame,
He played with fire,
As if it were a game,
He and death danced,
Sparring like the stars,
His love...
Her blood falls,
From wrists ever more scarred,
Onto fresh snow,
White as death itself,
She looked at her face in a frozen pool,
Pale and...