For every hurtful word you said,
There lays a flower broken, dead,
Chrysanthemums laid one by one,
I shall never forget what you have done.
YOU ARE READING
Depth of Insanity
PoetryDepth of Insanity is a book of poems... But I want it to be so much more. I want it to have other things too, but not just by me... I want you to do it, too. If you have something you want to add to my story, just read to find out how! <3 -Stella, T...
