Simply Red

In all my sixteen years

I’ve lived a simple life

I mourn no loss

I know no woes

I know no heartbreak

I look down at my hands covered in blood

In all my sixteen years

I’ve lived a simple lie

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

azucenacortez18

8 years ago

Love it!

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