She didn't want to know
Not after he
Broke her heart
Not after she
Lost everything
Not after they
Had to go
No, she didn't wanna know
Who his prey was next
Who his victim was next
Who his love would be proclaimed to next
She knew it wouldn't be her
So she didn't wanna know
Not after she had shamed herself
Kissing him with her eyes closed so tight
Thinking he loved her
Though she was just another prop
For his act.
YOU ARE READING
Flying Away || Poetry
PoesiaPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}
