I have no regrets in life but to make more,
boring places everywhere, no surprise.
Just to wish for something to come through the open door.
Or should I do the work myself and watch the demise.
I all i hear are crys in my ears.
But theres always smiling faces from my peers.
Pressure of what i wish to release,
With the air beneath my feet,
just to watch myself fall down in defeat.
"There can't be any peace without Pain."
As I here from a ninja of the Rain.
We are all going to die,
but all i wanted to do is see her one last time.
Bright blue eyes,
Hair in the air.
Voice of an angle,
Only Zeus deserves to here you.
Poseidon to wash your beautiful body,
Hades to clear your fear.
But your presents it not just for rhyming.
Its for much more my dear.


Moral of the poem: Watermelons look good.
Rate w/e

Very passionate.
Rhyming's a plus.
Nice moral.