My eyes burn
So does my heart
You were my perfect piece of art
Choking on words
I wish I said
Feeling like I am undead
Living without love
You are not mine
I am not yours
YOU ARE READING
Spilled Tea
PoetryPoetry written on the daily life of a teenage girl. Feb. 23, 2019 - #2 in #welding Feb. 25, 2019 - #1 in #welding April 8, 2019 - #207 in #afraid April 15, 2019 - #192 in #alone June 17, 2019 - #84 in #growingup June 17, 2019 - #94 in #goodbye June...
