deepundergroundpoetry.com
Forget Me Knots
Maybe someday,
I'll have the heart to throw away
All your
Letters,
Poetry,
And Art
That you gave to me.
Until then,they'll sit under my bed
Growing old with time.
Just like we did.
I still read them sometimes.
I'll have the heart to throw away
All your
Letters,
Poetry,
And Art
That you gave to me.
Until then,they'll sit under my bed
Growing old with time.
Just like we did.
I still read them sometimes.
Published 30th Mar 2013
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 538
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
7th May 2013 7:38pm
8th May 2013 1:37am
