"sholk" poems
When we broke
You sholk
I miss calling out your name
Well it's kinda and sorta my thing
You said you'll never make me feel blue
You used to be my rainbows hue
Why do people say that you like someone else who's not me
If I know who she is then I'll leave you be
You never made me feel blue
But since the break up u flew
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 5:39 PM UTC