Poem -
The Look that Used to Haunt Me
Watching that pathetic glance,
As contempt boiled in my veins.
Each gaze erupted pity,
Looking at a face of misery.
Every glare sparked dread,
Seeing fear tear up a man.
Staring at my own fright,
The mirror spoke with conviction.
Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
