It's funny how nice you are to her,
It's hilarious how you talk nasty;
About her,
Behind her,
Do you think she never aware about it before?
YOU ARE READING
gloom
PoetryShe know she needs to fight, but she instead let the overwhelming feelings feast over her, Left nothing but a piece of her who was hurting, until she breathe out her last will, when she couldn't bare the hurting anymore.
