To dare think
That death would divide us
As if she could take you from me
My love for you does not change with the season
Nor stop when your blood runs cold
For you are not simply flesh and blood
You have a soul worth your weight in gold
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...
