Tiptoe through the crowd
Invisible, it seems
Crushing silence drowns out the echoes of her voice
Gone
YOU ARE READING
Little Do You Know
PoetrySome of my poetry. Most of it sucks, but I'd appreciate it you dropped some votes on the ones you do enjoy. It helps me keep writing. ~Little do you know, the pain in my heart comes from the knife you didn't know you were holding~
gone
Tiptoe through the crowd
Invisible, it seems
Crushing silence drowns out the echoes of her voice
Gone