DEEP WITHING THE WATERS OF MY TEARS, SALTINESS FLOODS WITHIN YOUR HEART AND IT MAKES ME BURST WITHIN WITH JEALOUSLY.
WHY HER? OVER ME?
I KNOW I'M SLOW, I KNOW I'M OVER 160 POUNDS. BUT PLEASE, DON'T LOOK AT THE OUTSIDE OF PEOPLE. LOOK WITHIN THEIR HEARTS.
THAT'S WHERE YOU CAN TELL THE GOOD FROM THE BAD.
HEARTS ARE LIKE A BIG WOODEN DOOR JUST WAITING TO BE OPENED AND EXPLORED ON THE INSIDE.
YOU ARE READING
EXPRESSIONS
PoetryI LIE IN DUST AND ASHES, my corpse withers next to you, my love ©2017 WREN #663, #503, #582, #475, #300, #294,#251, #210, #189, #158, #146, #234, #341, #405
