Promises are not wrapped like gifts,
Promises can't be return or exchange if broken!
Promises are matters of heart,promises are words of truth
if it's broken once,don't expect me to trust you again.
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.
