No regret , no descent of gloomy drop from eyes and no pain in heart for falling for a man dressed in courage.
No shivering in hands for emptying all those love poetries into trash which unknowingly embraced a spineless in the ****
Flowers of love and trust , though , trampled but I am still a flower who is yet to be wilted !
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 11:33 AM UTC
No regret , no descent of gloomy drop from eyes and no pain in heart for falling for a man dressed in courage.
No shivering in hands for emptying all those love poetries into trash which unknowingly embraced a spineless in the ****
Flowers of love and trust , though , trampled but I am still a flower who is yet to be wilted !
