If you don't know
Where can I go,
Look at these pics.
I count one, two, three... six...
You didn't have time,
And it's my own crime.
Let me run away,
The time is up for me today.
YOU ARE READING
A Piece of poetry
PoetryThe collection of all the endless feelings and senses in this world.
I count
If you don't know
Where can I go,
Look at these pics.
I count one, two, three... six...
You didn't have time,
And it's my own crime.
Let me run away,
The time is up for me today.