My number. 7 Michael
My name. 7 Anthony
My life. 7 Messere
Patience, I have it. Time, we all don’t. Fate, I got mine.
Take all we do, give unto you, know all we know, wake we must do.
Feeling with the flow, In this place we must grow, nothing to really know.
But I have you…
Brought me to see the other side, darker than any night sky.
Younger than the ideal vertically across from the great blue skies.
My feelings are hurt and I’m dead inside, doesn't mean I need to run or hide,
I’m her only alibi…
Stars swirling around in my head, the thought of her arousing thoughts that were once dead.
Forget I said anything, Is what she always said, love made me afraid of him,
Keep running until he can’t catch up, now I’m here and you’re here to yell,
The call of crimson, within the 9th realm, all come to join us,
Pain is 777.
enjoyed the read,,the title
enjoyed the read,,the title caught my eye 777
ron parrish
Thank you and join google+,
Thank you and join google+, there are many groups to join nd chat/post stuff. This place is dead. Sadly.
well,i am a member of google
well,i am a member of google plus,never saw any poetry there
try writers cafe,very busy site
ron parrish
depends if you’re looking for
depends if you’re looking for quantity or quality
i saw 777 and though mother energy drink, antarcita lodge 777 but it was more like lucky 7’s not bad.
Blessingss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
thank you
Pain paves my way forward.