| Nautical Fiery |
| Nautical Fiery It's a shame The wrists were cut Its a game and also smut It's a shame a pain in the butt But I.O.U. the truth I loved the days of happy times The days that moved as fast as snails A friend ship as tough as nails But sadness struck As fast as lightning Directors cut; dim the lighting It happens again, we start fighting Our freindship flows without sails Our fiery rage melted the nails But in the end were friends again For here and forever in heaven I hope our ship never sails So that we will be together forever Our friendship, must endeavor Because we use it so clever So let the fighting End with the lightning And fire So we may conspire What to do With our say renewed by Kyler St. Clair |
| This is yet a new bound for me. It's just raw emotion. It's something I wrote out of love, sadness, and hope. I hope you enjoy it. I can't say I enjoyed writing it, but I can say I liked it's result. Everyone was happy, and I got a kewl poem. |
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