Trigger warning: Grief
Broken bonds are roses
Fragrant in our vases
If you hold them
Thorns paint you red
Yet love is something
I will always cherish
Since i am toxic my beautiful seed weed
I will keep my hands to myself from here on
Lets meet in 5 D soon
For now lets choose ourselves
I love you
But I will be away since its discomforting
I love myself, dont worry
I will be more than okay, dear
I surrender with a silent prayer
I wish you well from here on
Its a tough love and a tough life
Please choose growth maybe love is a curse
© Romi Aharon
I appreciate your concerns for my mental health. I am getting support but please don't report me from here on just send a prayer or hug.
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Tears of Rose: A Poetry Collection
PoetryWelcome to my musical diary A collection of some of emotions and insights from daily life Extremely clinche and dark. Be careful. Read at your own risk. (Humans only)
