She was crawling on my head
scooping up tons of cherry red
She tried finding love in me
To make up more of her glee
But then she noticed it was fake
Her skin began to slowly flake
Her eyes needed a place to cry
And leave the blood away to dry
P.S #totalFan if your a rhyme lover
YOU ARE READING
My Pretty Poems
PoesíaA book flooded with ripples of poetry . Simple but nice and I hope you will like .
