The world is our paper
We all are the shaper
The world's now a wrecked painting
This can't be gods making
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryFree verse Don't expect anything amazing, I wrote most of these 3 years ago when I was in year 7 aha
Part One
The world is our paper
We all are the shaper
The world's now a wrecked painting
This can't be gods making
