Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Old Blues 22

by ximri

i wonder why i trusted you or happened to enjoy it too i wonder maybe if we do how long til this gets back to you love is short and love is quick love can heal and love can lick love maybe what we need too how long til this gets back to you hey there honey, hey there babe hey there love of dead men's graves hello baby i'm better you know but my love for you oh how it grows i hope your happy on your own i hope you think about me too i see you every where, i do i hope that this gets back to you how long til this gets back to you i need this to get back to you
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
ximri
For You?
Written by
ximri
Published
Mar 13, 2017
Time
1m
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell ximri how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogSupportFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 [production] by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write