Here I stand
Heart in my hand
Bearing my soul
To the one I love the most
Do me the honor
Of accepting this heart
As a gift from me to you
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Bleeding Rose
PoetryThe pen bleeds the words my mouth does not utter. If I show you my heart, would you proceed with caution? I was an innocent stepping into the game of love. Someone should have told me that all is never fair in matters of the heart. Dive into this th...
