My heart is a rose
Painted black by the lies
The fake 'I love you's
The long nights
Waiting for you
But black roses are still beautiful
Right?
YOU ARE READING
Slick Depression
RandomI pour my heart and soul into you. I give you my time. My money. My love. My trust- something I don't give freely And I'm still not enough. **gets better as you go, I promise** Inspired by @revengeavenue Self Restoration. Amazing poems in there...
