"Roses are red"A Poem by SheWhoWillNotBeNamedThis is very unlike me. No idea where it cam from. Not sure if I like it, either...“Roses are red” A little girl came home. -Mommy, mommy, where are you? -Here honey. Wash your hands and get ready for... OMG! What happened? You have bruises all over your body! -O mommy... that flower you told me about when I was small... it really exists!!! He was beautiful! I fell in love within a second. He hugged me, made me warm, kissed me... he didn't stop. I told him to stop it, he didn't listen. He went on and on. I hate flowers, I will not be able to love anyone anymore... © 2011 SheWhoWillNotBeNamed |
Stats
217 Views
3 Reviews Added on April 26, 2011 Last Updated on April 26, 2011 AuthorSheWhoWillNotBeNamedILAboutI'm a little bit of everything rolled into one and I like to go to extremes. I have a wide range of interests and like to be on the move. I can be sweet, I can be sour, but I can also be spicy ;.. more..Writing
|