to be content one must not be bound to be free one must be themselves to be alone one must endure to be responsible one must know to be strong I'm alright everything I see I hate burning my eyes so bright everything I am it dissipates filled with so much fright how could you ever relate Spoiler The first one I had was not talking about a past relationship, but about a family member's death nyaa. I have never had relations nyaa.
The same holds for grammar. The occasional capitalized "I" makes it even more irritating when the "I" is not capitalized.
And here I thought that someone's complaining about how hard to sleep is. I was already preparing my rant about how holy the divine being called sleeping is.
literature i will show you Aaah kami why Why i ask you For your zero sense of literature i dont think this is poem but ya like this hahahahahahha kami if you there make me cultivator then i will make every person on earth to pray to you Poem real deal haaa in your case this would be better
Better lol Haaa life why i care All i whanted was to see you In my life there was only you All i saw was a picture of you In there there was two magnificent mountain Like telling me to grab you But my virgin hand never did its work Life is hard but im happy Boredom this is a never ending torture Nevertheless i see your picture Name:How great can boob be
read my signature for them sick rhymes.. no srsly, i have like this huge picture thats dedicated solely to teaching people how to rhyme well...
I will post Limericks. Good night. Last time you said farewell I said, please stay, Anabell You said, say no more It's over, step out the door When it ended, I said go to hell Drunk In a bar, I had my companion Beer was his name and roasted onion Eating and drowning these sorrows away Not wanting to remember I lived day after day Ah nothing rhymes with onion Haha
Let me try... Let me try... Roses are red Violets are blue Potato is brown Banana is yellow @Shem 's heart is black pantsu is white Looking for happiness Got robbed by blackjack
Lol then Roses are red Violets are blue Our speech is dark Good night my fellow Dark Cult members Poem When we born our heart was white as snow When we raised our heart was gray like smoke When we graudate from school our heart was black as coal When we get in job our heart was like black ink When we lvl up from worker to leader our heart becomes black like abyss When we die our heart becomes more black that no one saw When go to yellow river our heart becomes pure white again but not like snow but gray Pls dont