Poems from brittb.a16
As the red bright canopy
covers your face
never seeing me
staring down at a pace.
why?
a grip of paste
pasted in your hands
with a...
Wacky brown Locks
A mask of a demon
your dyed surveillance, your brim red
on a cloth that a youthful damsel wears
she is like this...
you left me here without any warning
hurting me, breaking my heart forever
I never knew you'd leave in the morning
Now in the end we wont...