Ray posted: " I blinded myself in love, was I not worthy enough, To withstand those things unsaid wasn't the best I could have. Dealt with you like a rose, touched your thorns before touching you Bitterness cursed your words before I could heal. Un"
|
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
My mother loved perfume and I vividly recall many of her chosen scents that waft...


No comments:
Post a Comment