Jun 2017
I took my canvas out,
Cleaned dusty brushes,
Colours spread on desk,
I sketched his brown eyes,
His lips that I once kissed,
His face so innocent,
And I painted it RED.
Cleaned dusty brushes,
Colours spread on desk,
I sketched his brown eyes,
His lips that I once kissed,
His face so innocent,
And I painted it RED.
Love looked so innocent until it turned her life upside down.
