Poems about Animals
What's the point of, knowing the square root of pi or the history of the French monarchy
i wake upbut i'm not homelying on the cold hard floorcement walls as i crawlleaning up on one arm
Seems like only yesterdayLife belonged to runawaysNothing here to see, no looking back
“THINGS YOU CANNOT TELL TEACHERS’’
DID YOU LNOW YOUR BREATHE SMELLED THE DAY YOU WERE SCREAMING AT ME?
mr.angrove thanks for constantly being on me about my work and helping me get prepared for college .