Well.... I have a lot on my mind so I decided to express my feelings through poetry.


The darkest darkness in my heart,
so corrupt, like the tears of pain.
I will die from the golden daggers
In my dark chest, darkneded by mud.
Dark, darker, darkest, darkestest.


Oh and I made another one too


One two the four,
I add some flour,
to my cake.
For it I shall bake.
It will be perfect without a...