Wounded she came, Deep cuts and bruises, Writhing in pain, Thats when I met her, With smile in my face, I started cleaning the bruises, I took the needle And stitched the cuts, Painful it was and she cursed, She howled, she abused me Complaining I m hurting her, I was just stitching away the cuts, But she won't trust me, Till her wound gets healed, Healed they will be And soon enough, I will wait for her , She have fees to pay, Zillion years worth of love

October 26, 2013 at 11:44AM via Facebook