you and i
every fragment
of this broken glass
can be found on
the spider's web
you caught me in
there is still
every trace of
you embedded
in this fragile mind
that i have still
yet to forget
if only i knew,
maybe i would
never be a fool
who fell for a
a masked culprit
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
that girl
PoesiaRemember that girl who sat alone? With a notebook and feather pen in hand? Well she was writing poetry about everything she saw, thought and went through. HIGHEST RANKING: #299 in poetry Started on [5/9/16] copyright: all rights reserved 2016
