How we wish to be so old.
To spend more time alone.
Just me,just you,you'd never know.
They all might see no truth.
I for one have the feeling,
Simple things stick through.
Simple things like me and you.
Helpful from the start.
You for one have stole a heart.
I let you clench it tight.
I love that you may hold it.
Please don't break it in fright.
Your love for me is sweet.
Sweeter then a tart.
Yet as you bleed these words you seek.
I'm slowly breaking apart.
You were not the cause of this
My family was the start.
Their words are a sudden hiss.
I alone
From
Art.
YOU ARE READING
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PoesíaPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
