Another one from HC.

[Havok]

The wind whispers tales of its travels,
As it coarses through the land.
Stars twinkle silently,
Making figures in the sky, as if drawn by hand.
Echoes and howls,
Of night creatures stirring.
The moon blazes in the sky,
Moves slowly, with the world as it's turning.
Morning will come soon,
The world will become busy.
Holding onto this peace,
Is never easy.
The echoes and howls die out quickly,
Creatures begin their creeping.
An angel named Aimee notices not,
For she is peacefully sleeping.


I wrote this thinking about my ex. As you can see it's a bit nicer, but it's before alot of bullshit happpened.

 

[Argentino]

Nice one. I hate it when that happens, you write the poems, you tell them you care for them everyday, and she only tells you she cares every once in a while.

 

[DIZNUTS]

Nice one. I hate it when that happens, you write the poems, you tell them you care for them everyday, and she only tells you she cares every once in a while.

uhh he was talking about AIM(Aol Instant Messinger)



p.s. that was pretty good Havok