How selfish am I
to keep asking for
more
of you
when you are a
non renewable resource?
-You're love has become an empty oil reserve. You can't just make more.
And there's no more for me to take.
YOU ARE READING
Lacuna (Poetry)
PoetryLacuna: A blank space; A missing part. Poetry book started on: 12/20/16 Completed on: 7/25/18 Highest rank: #777 My second poetry book.
