u came
we’ve been
u left..
like Anna
under train
it feels
like love’s leftover
not right
write over
hung
on hangover
i want it over
lifeline
bloodline
crossed line
yo line is busy
always busy
washing line
headline
deadline
over
not 'over 2 u'
just: over..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is it a way for you to be rescued from this pain?