Apr 26
My hair was all *****,
and my face all red
I felt the tears
fall in my hand.
I hated this feeling,
I hated so much!
just at the feeling
of your touch.
and my face all red
I felt the tears
fall in my hand.
I hated this feeling,
I hated so much!
just at the feeling
of your touch.
*I wrote this poem while I was crying because of a lost friend, and I thought: ''Oh maybe I could write a poem about it and romanticize the feeling of sadness that I have'' and here it is this poem, made by tears :-)
