You started a fire in her soul
But tomorrow came
And you left her shivering in the cold
So she gathered
What little embers were left of her
As she whispered 'love' to her dying self
Now she's a burning forest,
As bright as the sun
And all you can do is look at her
With 'awe'
For you'd never imagined that a girl
Looking so fragile
And naive
Would one day
Become a fire that you
Could never
Put out
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Bits 'n' pieces
PoetryCompilation of poems, quotes and rants, some of which I have written and some of which I have not