- not so satisfied with this one... :( -
you are the color of the future,
that i cannot seem to grasp.
you've taken away from me,
the present i thought was past.
you are the smell of roses,
in a garden filled with thorns.
i came in blindy and thought you an angel,
not to see you were a devil with horns.
you are the feel of feathers,
yet when you hit, you are but rock.
you said you'd take me with you,
but you've left me stranded at the dock.
YOU ARE READING
her eyes looked dead
Poetrya collection of poems, rants, and excerpts from books I'll never write. the poems usually rhyme. all by yours truly, of course. please don't steal em lol bc if i find out...you won't see the next day ;) what are they about? idek lol mostly heartbr...
