You Say I'm Bitter, I Say I'm BleedingA Poem by Hayley
With trembling hands of ice
The morning bit my will
For wintry life;
My tears streamed fire
And I burned.
© 2011 Hayley
Added on December 13, 2011
Last Updated on December 13, 2011
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