yes yes i'm pyrophyliacing out here (not a word)
I made this fire
This mess that's bringing me down
Made of glass in hordes
I "made" this fire
Caution: fragile, you ignored
And we all fall down
Just because you were bored
you could have fixed it
cleaned up this mess
just a smile at me
you to care to set me free
but no- you couldnt
you were too blind to see
that all it took
was a smile at me
YOU ARE READING
won't you smile at me?
Poetrypoems that will either make you cry or something (i swear i'm more descriptive in the actual poem) but only i am allowed to be mean about my work so shush i talk about fire a lot lmao its fun to write these although they are quite intense so please...
