The Wicked Fool. By themischievousannaApril 1, 2016 I was a fool to believe again, To believe at all And always for another, To fight against the end Until the fall Can I change To end their call? Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: april fools, art, artist, emotions, fiction&poetry, horror, people, poetry, relationships, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna3 months ago Another subject. By themischievousannaJuly 13, 2019 The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousannaJuly 7, 2019 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.