Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2019
I lose myself when you look at me with those cursed eyes,
I don’t know why I become hypnotised by your pretty lies,
I realise but still deny that you make me cry,
Id rather die than leave this lie,
But why,
Because I love you.
Warren
Written by
Warren  44/M/Scotland
(44/M/Scotland)   
  219
     Aurianna and Aithne Beauchene
Please log in to view and add comments on poems