Feb 2017
Within the smile of my foes,
Hidden a secret that but one knows.
Within the sheer force of his hand,
My cold wilted body falls upon the soft land.
Within the fake love we have learned to forget the past,
But the real question is:
How long will our smile last?
Hidden a secret that but one knows.
Within the sheer force of his hand,
My cold wilted body falls upon the soft land.
Within the fake love we have learned to forget the past,
But the real question is:
How long will our smile last?
This is my first poem... I have just joined and I hope every will enjoy my poems to come
