Her tears are a stained smile,
Burned into her flesh
Killing her reasons,
Nothing to do, no reason to do anything
Why should she do anything
Why should she listen to you
Why is she still crying when you can see
But all you see is tainted smile,
nothing compared to what's beneath
YOU ARE READING
Free Flow
PoetryThis book is going to be set up in a certain way. The chapters of every title are going to be what I express my thoughts on, whether it's in poem form or just talking about it. I own everything in this story and I hope you enjoy ^_^
