you allowed me
a single kiss
before your fluttering lips
whispered about how
it wouldn't work.
we could have been a fire
but you
left us as a
dying
spark.
YOU ARE READING
#sorry
Poetry"modern poems" honest thoughts put into poems no filters, only love, hate, death, and insanity. there is a certain rhythm these words must be read to. just emphasize and you'll find it. trigger warning: lots of profanity, lots of feelings. lots...
