looking back ashamed of myself
i took my thorn and punctured your skin
i left you to bleed
showing no remorse
YOU ARE READING
The Sunflower in the Field of Roses
Poesíathis is about her and only her. if she reads it, she'll understand more
remorse
looking back ashamed of myself
i took my thorn and punctured your skin
i left you to bleed
showing no remorse
