She left six broken lives in her wake,
Death was too good for her....
-my big sister
YOU ARE READING
Yellow Flowers
PoezieThis is the story of both the rotten parts of life and the growth that results from the wisdom gained from adversity and pain. You are holding my heart, soul, and life in your hands. Treat it kindly and gain from its lines whatever you seek; comfort...
Contempt
She left six broken lives in her wake,
Death was too good for her....
-my big sister
