Welcome to the Growery Message Board! You are experiencing a small sample of what the site has to offer. Please login or register to post messages and view our exclusive members-only content. You'll gain access to additional forums, file attachments, board customizations, encrypted private messages, and much more!
Sometimes we can’t tell the difference Between a plane in the night sky and stars But the distance between the two, is quite far. Sometimes we see life as only good or bad But the ying yang isn’t only white or black To get two something must be hacked. Together they are one beautiful thing And to get two, one and one must add You may realize that two was always one, and that you had yourself had. You may see yourself as one Just as a pill may see itself as one But all you see is bottle filled with tons! Maybe we think, that we are each our own But the things that make up you Make up me and my home. Each letter in this poem Each is it own But in the end, something more is shown.
Threaded
Previous
Index
Next
Edit 
Reply 
