A Follower

Poem By Art Box

I walk along the deserted highway
A princess amongst the famined ruins of the world
Not wanting to be a part of what mankind hath ruined
They have had two thousand years to repent
And as the day of judgement draws near
I pity these of mankind
And I will
Until the very last day.

Comments about A Follower

wow! amazing. i am writing you a poem. i shall email u when i know the name of it. lol IGNORE THE EMAIL I SENT SAYING THAT ITS CALLED A BROKEN HEARTED CINDERELLA


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