October 31st, 2015

I would sell my soul

to save you life.

I would go through all

of the pain and strife.

I would sell my soul

just to save one man.

I wouldn't even mind

taking such a chance.

I would take a bullet

for a soldier in the army.

I wouldn't even care

what happens to me.

I would take a bullet

for even the worst soul.

Because making the difference

is my life goal.

Just reading this make me want to get some bleach...and drink it. I apologize, but I really didn't like my early poetry rather than the one I put in my book "Check It". The reason I began writing better is because -LoneGoddess- made a nice comment that made me think "You must have talent Reaper." So now that we've passed the Bad Poetry Era, may we move on to the next one? I'll skip the one I wrote about the end of school, and the one about my crush that I'm over. -_- Here go some quotes and ads afterwards. Enjoy...whoever the Hell is still reading!