I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
The butterscotch desert
I'm standing on what was once the bottom of a great ocean, that was once teaming with so much life that it would be impossible to count all of it. We thought it would be many sols until we would manage to dig anything up, to find a single fossil or any evidence of what was once potentially life, but instead of life, we found something deadly. When you find me, hear my story Paris.
Finally half time I rush towards the toilet And see a long que
Pictures on her phone. Pictures on her wall. Pictures that surrounded her every thought. How could she escape the feelings they brought her? A happy young woman, engaged to him with a bright future ahead. All of her teeth still in place, a slimmer figure and a smile on her face.
Oh look, Jessica I wave to her in the street It's not Jessica...
The last Black Hole
They once ruled the universe with an iron fist, scattered throughout the endless vast territory that once provided a universe's heartbeat. But her final organ was dying, her final breath, her final thought and her final whisper. The last black hole in the universe was very close to fizzling out.