Tweleve In The Morning Poem by Lavigne Kin

Tweleve In The Morning



fell in the..
ocean..
of despair..
melody..
holding..
on to fears..
helping me..
know that..
you dont care..
melancholy..knowing..
you're not there...
devil me..
cold and..
explodes with flare..
relish the..
moments..
that we've shared..
twelve in the..
morning..
i'm filled with tears..
helplessly..
hoping..
you're still there...

Friday, June 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
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