Warning: This poem is dark.
Twinkle Twinkle little star.
A stranger lurks not so away or far.
He waits for her with not one sigh .
He kidnaps her and thunder and lightning cry from the sky.
A suicide note, a razors edge, just thots random in nature smashed together to form fodder for the mind
Warning: This poem is dark.
Twinkle Twinkle little star.
A stranger lurks not so away or far.
He waits for her with not one sigh .
He kidnaps her and thunder and lightning cry from the sky.
A suicide note, a razors edge, just thots random in nature smashed together to form fodder for the mind