I could've completed my jigsaw without your piece.
The whole time I was putting my puzzle together, I believed I needed more.
I began searching for the right fit, only to realise I wasn't missing anything at all.
YOU ARE READING
Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
