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Your words echo in my head
Your taunting jibes confuse me
I wish that I was dead
A tongue so sharp it cuts me
Your lips so sweet and mean
Your mouth, a perfect poison
Such an expert, I have seen
On the surface, so sweet
You look almost innocent
But you’re dark as nightshade
There’s not time to repent
I look into your eyes
They show your stained soul
So peppered with sins
You would swallow me whole
My eyes, deep as oceans
See through your black lies
Others grow to accept you
I’m the one guy that tries
To relieve the heavy burden
Of misdeeds from your back
To rectify your wrongdoings
And wash clean your heart, so black
> Did you only do that poem because you created 2 accounts and betrayed
> many of your friends, and in doing so, have lost any chance of gaining
> a positive friendship out of it?
Betrayed...
Or not...
> Rhythm (spelt correctly), is hard to acheive is a constantly rhyming
> poem. Grr!
"Rhythm is hard to acheive is a constantly rhyming poem."
The correction of Blokey.
Then that.
How ironic.
> "You speak to me in riddles
> Your words echo in my head"
>
> Yes, they both have seven syllables but saying them one after another
> doesn't work. There is no rythm. I didn't read on.
Rhythm (spelt correctly), is hard to acheive is a constantly rhyming poem. Grr!
Your words echo in my head"
Yes, they both have seven syllables but saying them one after another doesn't work. There is no rythm. I didn't read on.
> First line, dumbasss.
Heh. I was joking.