I walk through on a whirling path,
drenched in forgotten memories,
walking through the park followed by ghosts,
watching the fallen angels perish.
...
Read full text
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
the last lines, are my favorite, im really going to explode if your poems get better, which isnt possible because their awesome. but yeahh