Because you don't trust,
You call it curse,
But you're the beautiful card,
That I don't want to be apart,
And make you into my life of art.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry: Once a Little Word
PoetryLife is full of curiosity. When someone involved in something out there, I wonder how would they think. How will they react to it. Though nothing was serious. But I still wonder.
Trust
Because you don't trust,
You call it curse,
But you're the beautiful card,
That I don't want to be apart,
And make you into my life of art.
