I am almost done with the poem I'm working on. If only I can stop writing new poems while trying to finish the one I'm working on.
'Twisted'
We are twisted
Our thoughts are lost and wrong
We are twisted
Our lives are just another song.
Those thoughts
Are nothing but pain
Those thoughts
Drive all of us insane.
Our twisted minds
Make us grin
Our twisted minds
We will win.
We are twisted
Run away
We are twisted
Don't stay.
The poem for the day is Twisted. I don't remember when I wrote it. Enjoy.
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