My heart is white,
till you bleed them became red,
then turn into black,
coz' now, it's full of hate.
YOU ARE READING
Ink & Paper
PoetryEvery thoughts, words, and feelings that I failed to said... It's all in this paper.
Heart
My heart is white,
till you bleed them became red,
then turn into black,
coz' now, it's full of hate.
