Hey girl, what are you so sad for?
Why do you keep letting those tear pour?
You've got pretty little scars,
Running up and down your both arms.
I know you don't think you'll be okay,
But things will always end up finding away.
I know you don't really have a home,
But let me and I make my arms your own.
Everybody else already gave up on you,
Honestly, i never cared much whatever they do.
I know you're a sad girl always so blue,
I know what it is like to have your heart broken into two.
So while your words remain spoken,
I'll try to mend your soul that's broken.
Let me hold your hand covered in pretty little scars,
As we lay down and find love in the shooting stars.
- i.m
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Illusion poems
Thơ caHello. The poems here are originally written by myself ( r.a ) and my friends. Please do not steal our works or post them on any other websites/social media. Do comment your thoughts/ opinion about our poems! :)
