May 2020
It’s kinda funny,
Everyone you have chosen
To Love,
To Hate,
To Fear
Was once to you
A nameless face,
A faceless name,
Perhaps both
Perhaps neither
But for sure they were
At the very least
A Stranger
Everyone you have chosen
To Love,
To Hate,
To Fear
Was once to you
A nameless face,
A faceless name,
Perhaps both
Perhaps neither
But for sure they were
At the very least
A Stranger
Breaking the tradition of only uploading poems written after 1 am as this was written at 12:30 am
