bury me
in the ground
6 feet
under
your feet and
ignore my
screams because
i don't
regret
a thing
- I wanted to die
YOU ARE READING
Roses Have Thorns
PoetryAs 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
thirty six
bury me
in the ground
6 feet
under
your feet and
ignore my
screams because
i don't
regret
a thing
- I wanted to die
