For Mary
Her pretty face
Should've stayed away
He was always mine.
You do not know
How far I'll go
For your love to decline.
This dance I've swayed,
This game I've played,
Dirty tricks I'll use.
You've been warned
Next time I'll harm
Be thankful you're just bruised.
YOU ARE READING
The Despondent Minds
PuisiA collection of short poems I dedicate to the people in my life.
