Poems from cydsexton21
Little miss sits alone
Little miss is on her own
Little miss hears a cry
But she doesn't care anymore
Little miss smiles her way
Through...
Somethings are better left unsaid, while other should have been said much sooner. Those three words tend to haunt those to whom they were...
She was strong, though I first considered her weak
She taunted and teased; laughing maliciously at all of your flaws
She broke you down and...