My Little RoomA Poem by Angels heartA kid with a depressing past
In this little room, I sit alone, waiting
Black and red all around. A dark space with no ground. I am falling, falling to nowhere. Flying is a word I do not posses, For I only just fall. With black and red all around. A dark space with no ground. I fall and I fall alone. All alone. Just me in my little room. © 2014 Angels heartAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on March 16, 2014 Last Updated on March 16, 2014 AuthorAngels heartPlatte city, MOAboutEvery chance I get I love to write read and draw. Also, even in the middle of class, I HAVE to write down an idea if I get one. I love to dabble in all sorts of things. Enjoy my writing and please lea.. more..Writing
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