desperate

by angelique - Not entered

Empty stares, 
behind heartless souls
running away 
from myself, love
crying out, but for the wrong things
wrong people
and i plea for help
yet all i get is your shallow pity.

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-11-15 15:50:00
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:41
Poem ID: 51083

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