An archive of Nylon's and Reyn’s poetry (they told me to put their name as that). Buckle up! It hurts sometimes!
This was my (Reyn) entry for a prompt: Belong to me.
I looked at the prompt and went, "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I feel like not paying attention in science today"
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Wait! I need that!
Don't take my head!
I need that to think,
Oh, losing it I dread.
Wait! I love that!
Don't take my heart!
I know I don't love much,
But I love my passion for this art.
Wait! I am that!
Don't take my soul!
It is my utmost joy,
Without it is only dole.
literally written on the side of science notes