Wounded Lips

And when you told me

That you hated me


I sat down
And kissed your shoe
With my wounded lips


You turned and left me


I cried
and wanted

Everything I couldn't get



Poetry by barbeina
Read 569 times
Written on 2006-03-09 at 16:43

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