White roses in a pale moonlight
hugs in a boring sunset,
Will meet you at nine o'clock
we will listen to some unholy rock.
Fuck the "I Love You" we don't do that
We're free just like some rebel or brat or a teenage dirty bag.
We won't tear our white roses
those roses written in white paper
Drawing in black and dull
like a raging daydream.
Considered by: someone who felt love
YOU ARE READING
white roses written in paper
PoetryCollection Of Mini Poems Please take a time to read these pieces! I like to keep it short for some reason. Although there will be some long poem(s). Also, I upload everytime I want so please bear with me uploading some pieces later than it was suppo...
