MY  OWN  SENSES

 

And my dear love

Cant u ever see realities of the things?

And my dear heart

Dont you remember how he broke you?

And my fucking eyes

Cant you do like not see him?

 

 

And my,my,my my own senses

Cant you understand what he meant by” good bye”?

You always managed me

You never let me explain the truths

You were all like living for him

İ wanna get rid of you

I wanna throw you away

So tell met he things that you did wrong

So take the knife, stab me…

Stab me!

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good poem u are getting better keep it up samy
okay...sis.. :D do u keep writing? i wanna read poems by u :D dude

LP1990/chazchaz1990 said:
good poem u are getting better keep it up samy

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