Pined With Love

I were a silkworm
I had the grieving like a silkworm
Maybe I wasn't dropping the idea forever at all
When I faced your crueless and callosity
Held my dead body in the palm of your hand
Another man went to learn weaving

(today is the first time i came here,i have visit some america site,but they don't open to the writer from china,i'm so glad to be here.and i wish share something with everyone here.
i'm jemmy,huangjuan in chinese,i'm a writer,and have published three books,one of that name dreaming of rain,show poems,essay,humor and so on,the else are all story,one name the days are long in summer,another name yifan had a dream.beside,i pubilshed a novel the first time went far on internet.
i am not so good in english,give me a hand please.)

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