Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2015
you crept through the walls
in my heart and you
tore it open with your picky
little fiddling fingers
oh god how could you?
~
you snapped the little piece
of me id looked after
so carefully for all of these
years and now look where
we are, how could you?
izzi3
Written by
izzi3  uk
(uk)   
297
   ---, --- and Amanda In Scarlet
Please log in to view and add comments on poems