You crushed me like a biscuit
You crumbled me like a paper
You acted like a total nut
You even burned my picture
Did you want me dead?
Did you realise your words?
Those words got to my head
I'm sure you'll handle that sword well
You will kill people
Would be called a Slayer
You would have no pals
No one to care
Stable yourself before you get lost
But all the while remember
I loved you the most.
YOU ARE READING
flawed feelings
PoetryFlaw; -a fault or weakness -A mistake -Imperfect Every person's feelings are imperfect and so are mine. *Short poems* Started; May 6th'17 HR- #16 in poetry (23/8/17) ❤ #18 in poetry (22/8/17) #22 in poetry (21/8/17) #28 in poetry (4/8/17...
