A bloom, a little piece of life
A rose so red it hurts your eyes
It grows until it’s tall and high
But eventually it withers and dies
This is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are abo... Més
A bloom, a little piece of life
A rose so red it hurts your eyes
It grows until it’s tall and high
But eventually it withers and dies