I was told that,
love is a beautiful thing,
but love became my most precious,
treasure from the day,
I've met you.
YOU ARE READING
The bleeding rose.
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry and prose.I write for those who were left in destitute,those whose scars and pain are left unattended. Come with me and explore a journey through words.
Love as a treasure.
I was told that,
love is a beautiful thing,
but love became my most precious,
treasure from the day,
I've met you.
