other people's poetry

Poem by Tori

black.
the night.
my soul.
thank you.

Poem by Penda

laughter turns into tears in the shadows of a past love
looking for peace in the back of a gun
blood falls to quench the thirst of angry devils
that we have since become
to the tops of buildings run children
searching for the final thrill
holding hands, turning fading memories into legends.
end.

ALICE IN WONDERLAND