As I did a few days ago, I thought I would post another one of my blast from the past poems that I found. I wrote these when I was 16 and you can tell that I had all the teen angst stuff down. I also had a bit of a negative view on the world if I don't say so myself.
Untitled Poem #1:
Life came
Then
The terror of Death
Life
Through pain was destroyed
Death
Was always waiting
To
Fill a Life
A
Child's Life with sorrow
Untitled Poem #1:
Life came
Then
The terror of Death
Life
Through pain was destroyed
Death
Was always waiting
To
Fill a Life
A
Child's Life with sorrow
Untitled Thought #2
(Both were on the same page for some reason)
People feel that love is a gift that can only be from the angels, they are right. But some people get to feel that love is a curse that can only be sent by the devil, for the fires of love are painful, they too are right.
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