Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2015
I use to love her;
          until the halo went away.
          should have known from the start.
          now her scars mark my heart.
          what use to be a bright future,
          is the darkest part.
Styles
Written by
Styles  NYC
(NYC)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems