Another poem but I have no clue why I wrote this one. I seem to be nghề viết văn a lot of sad poems lately, sorry. I'll try to write thêm happier ones. Promise. ^-^
The Hurt
By: Whitney(Whinny) Forsberg
I breathe slowly
I hurt everywhere
I ache with pain
I have tears streaming down my face
bạn crushed my tim, trái tim when bạn stomped on me
bạn walked away from it
Away from the pain bạn caused, the hurt bạn left
How could you?
Why would you?
bạn đã đưa ý kiến bạn loved me
Why?
Why?
Why?
I’ll never know the answers
Because bạn are gone
And bạn took my tim, trái tim with you
The Hurt
By: Whitney(Whinny) Forsberg
I breathe slowly
I hurt everywhere
I ache with pain
I have tears streaming down my face
bạn crushed my tim, trái tim when bạn stomped on me
bạn walked away from it
Away from the pain bạn caused, the hurt bạn left
How could you?
Why would you?
bạn đã đưa ý kiến bạn loved me
Why?
Why?
Why?
I’ll never know the answers
Because bạn are gone
And bạn took my tim, trái tim with you