Someone once told me that when you mix blood with snow, it turns yellow. Is it true? I don't know. But it makes for interesting poetry.
i though this was a great poem..because i thought about everyones relationship there is wlways one boy who kills himself because of a girl
despair is the wolf who hounds me
This is one of my most personal poems. About my inner turmoils. It's hard for me to write this stuff down, but I think I did alright with this one.
