I hope that you don't get your cigarettes for free anymore
I hope that you feel the shame when you touch her precious skin
I hope that you cry a sterling ocean when you think of my face
I hope that you never lose your power of persuasion
I hope that you learn to love, so you'll be happy someday
I hope that you never fall into the lonesome like i did
I hope that you forgive me even if you're angry
I hope that you know i've never really been angry
I just hope
that you
can learn
to trust me.
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melancholia: a collection of poetry
ПоэзияThis is a collection of poetry all written by myself The individual poems will be marked as parts with their names. These poems are completely my own. They are the essence of my soul. It's like when you are younger and you just painted something out...
