i need
you to
stop running
from the
past when
the
future is
waiting
to
kill you
- you always said I was the weak one
YOU ARE READING
Roses Have Thorns
PoesiaAs a young child i was taught to look, but not touch see, but not feel, and think before i do and now that i am older i close my eyes and touch the s t a r s without t h i n k i n g - so did you
twenty
i need
you to
stop running
from the
past when
the
future is
waiting
to
kill you
- you always said I was the weak one
