I text, and I text, and I text. This is my life. My phone has become an extension of my hand, destroying relationships with every tweet that I send. I snap chat, I tweet, I lay in defeat. I am nothing...
i fell in love with a girl who sings to the trees, dances with the wind and tells stories to the flowers.
This one is about the girl from "I am stunned". She doesn't have a commaful account, but I dedicate this poem to my lovely Katie.
Cries the savage generation
My generation
NOT MY POEM**
https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/abuse-and-death
I text, and I text, and I text. This is my life. My phone has become an extension of my hand, destroying relationships with every tweet that I send. I snap chat, I tweet, I lay in defeat. I am nothing...
i fell in love with a girl who sings to the trees, dances with the wind and tells stories to the flowers.
This one is about the girl from "I am stunned". She doesn't have a commaful account, but I dedicate this poem to my lovely Katie.
Cries the savage generation
My generation
NOT MY POEM**
https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/abuse-and-death