I await my fate,
unwillingly i shall pay my debt.
this earth did credit my sore,
and now this wound heals not any more.
...
Gaze I upon thee,
Heart strings of mine does thou draw,
Puppet be I,
Puppeteer be thee,
...
Freshman
Fresh on campus, he walks proud, thinks his bright, to each passing night he sighs, shunning those who might have. Oh freshman signs of a foolish man, but he knows not that; for that which lay in the hamper he cannot ponder, so he falls like the might, hard and heavy. Yes he did not take heed; indeed his just a fresh exclude.
dipo u cn use ya words to luvly effect.u are a poet!