xxi.
slapped by history
you were poison to my veins;
curse run through my blood
zeicara saerin
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craven
PoetryIn which a shy girl, even with a coward heart, loved a handsome boy. A haiku poetry. Featured in @WattpadPoetry's reading list under Haiku.
why do i even feel
xxi.
slapped by history
you were poison to my veins;
curse run through my blood
zeicara saerin
