Somebody said everyday was gonna be bright roses and smiles,
I guess somebody lied.
Not even a week of bright skies
All those broken promises & empty bottles
No more room for the spoken lies
Every touch of your is like a battle wound.
Always leaving a part of me dead on the inside
I'm at war with my soldier , fighter
I'm wounded by your very existence
D. Moss
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200 Rose Petals Of My Heart
Poetry"She loves me.....She loves me not" "He loves me...but I know he doesn't.." My friend and I decided to combine our hearts together to write this book of love and heartbreak. Hope you enjoy our 200 poems,quotes, and thought of our hearts.
