Jun 5
She had layne,
He was pained.
She gave glares,
Him in snares.
Her love gone,
His was chains.
One moved on,
Another stayed.
Though she left,
He’d wait on her.
One day she’d return.
He was pained.
She gave glares,
Him in snares.
Her love gone,
His was chains.
One moved on,
Another stayed.
Though she left,
He’d wait on her.
One day she’d return.
Yet again a random work, because I’d perfer not doing my class work.
