you
threw
a bone
you threw
me
like
a loan
I manage
the
phone
with
the
mischief
to
get
you fired
so lonely
so hurt.
your broke
and
planned
you were
my
plan
YOU ARE READING
clasping roses {√}
Poetry❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
