the poison sometimesi am selfishi want you seatedacross from mewith your handsbehind your backwith no wayto move or speakas I look into your eyes and I weep with no restraintso you'd feel helplessat my sightso you'd feel grieffor what you've causedand taste the stingthat poisoned my heartthat's ever sokilling me softly. thy nguyenJanuary 17, 2018Comment 0 Likes