General Poetry posted February 23, 2012 |
Love Gone Wrong
Healed
by Isis13
Sitting under the old maple tree,
soon as the thought of you, came into my head it was a contastrophe. Your lips to my face, loving everything bout you even your taste. Living in this fear, the words you said to me, felt like a sear. Something in me knew you had this as a set, so you could win that stupid bet. My heart is broken, so my tears are a chokin. Trying not to cry over this fool, so im gonna do my best and keep my cool. So im not gonna be a could have seen, or a could have heard. So im not gonna be a could have been, or a could have yeard. So my lips are seald, my hearts is healed. |
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