Here I am, again.
A few years later.
Welcome to the year 2008, Miss Wicked!
(Welcome to the rest of you, too.; })
These poems are... old. From high school. But I rather like them.
I hope you do, too.
Would you... maybe...
Like to see... some of my new rubbish?
You know, maybe..?
~*The New-And-Improved 'Happy Garbage About Sera'*~
My favorite colour is: blue, purple and green.
My favorite flavour is: honey and cinnamon.
My favourite poem is: a toss up between 'Fire and Ice' by Robert Frost and 'Still I Rise' my Maya Angelou. (This one is still true.)
I want: to fly. | to run away from Earth. ... more »
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Evil Days (Or 'something Wonderful')
The world's alive with hateful spies
Sent to see my spirit dies
Because it might be something... wonderful.
I feel naught beyond these blights
Upon my soul, my heart, my mind,
Left by people afraid to find
That I might be something... wonderful.
Tears drench my pillow to the seams
That are frayed from pulling, pounding, and pain
That floods my spirit like poison rain
Falling from the lips of sneering foes
Who fear I might be something... ...