Life asked Death, "Why do people love me but hate you?" and Death replied, "Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth."
Well. Poems, if you could call them that. Just rambled and rushed night time thoughts. Some of these are thought up, some are drawn from real experiences.
Extremely outdated-these poems are very old. New ones are being written in #Sorry. My apologies for the quality of this collection.
Highest rank : 66 in Poetry