he loved her, she don't
she loved him, he don't
she killed her, he died.
and then she whispered,
"................."
YOU ARE READING
I'M NOT A POET "THE UNTOLD STORY OF HER"
PoésieLingering words inside my mind. Personal Collection. Hi, newbie here! 😊 I'm open for constructive criticism. Please feel free to comment po. Thank you.
"It was always her"
he loved her, she don't
she loved him, he don't
she killed her, he died.
and then she whispered,
"................."
