My poems

end of love story

This poignant sense of scraping heart, I lay in a quiet ...
no one knows and understands me, not him nor ye ...
Handshake as a sign of greeting your last ...
who accompanied my steps began to shake in the indecisive ...
who increasingly feel the hurt inside, when I know you ...
See morebersanding with your new lover ...
not again you ask me about my taste, do not you ask me again about my injury ...
dustai feeling for so long, you tie me with your sweet promises. let me take my chips injury in cyberspace ...
beautiful in the imagination but it ended sadly for me.