She sat there,
In a bed of roses,
Where the thorns pricked her,
And making her bleed,
But the petals,
Soft in their touch,
Wiped her tears,
Consoling her.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Snippets
ŞiirTo the person reading this, I hope you find these words that I've written relatable to you somehow. •A collection of the snippets of my thoughts• Rankings: #1 in Quotecollection #11 in lovequotes
