She gave you everything,
and you took it.
You gave nothing back,
and now she's gone.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
Gone
She gave you everything,
and you took it.
You gave nothing back,
and now she's gone.
