heart doesnt know
the blood from wr
at same
blood dosnt knw
wat s heart
who made
the art
as body
love
darknes
tasts
like sour
bitter
my friend in my school
died
named
Yedhuoo
i am praying
to
kill my mad
i want to go
my godess
willl be ter
at night
11.30
can i ...........................................................
1 comment:
This is really a very good poem.
please post your poems regularly.
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