A hidden truth,
compressed by fate.
A hidden heart,
buried in dust.
Darkness and light,
under one roof.
Under one sky,
hid in battle.
Roses are red,
violets are blue.
Humans are sweet,
That's sooo not true.
Ok, I admit this is not one of my best poems, I think there's soemthing wrong with lines 4 and 8. If you have any suggestions, please just tell me.
2006-11-28
21:52:27
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Hey I like the last verse, =P
2006-11-28
22:07:57 ·
update #1