Side 1
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
So are you
Side 2
But the roses are dead
The violets have wilted
The sugar bowl's empty
And my wrists are stained red
YOU ARE READING
Musings of my Heart
Poetry[Highest Rank 4 as of July 17th 2017] Almost everyone has thoughts when they're unable to sleep at midnight. I just happen to pen them down. Follow me on Instagram for more:- @bleedingwordss
