A little friends,
do no harm.
A little passion,
do no hate.
A little secrets,
do no hurt.
A little promise,
do no hush.
A little did I know,
the 'no' was a broken hide.
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Emotional cripple
Poetry"Is that paint on your lips?" they ask. • • • • • "Yes, the paint of my tainted soul," she say. -A collection of free style poems-
