Black Rose

When the world celebrated the day,  With red roses, cakes and gifts,  They, oh my… were left to celebrate,  With red, not roses, but blood…    What was their fault?  None I would say.  They were just going,  From one camp to...

Broken and Shattered

A stern face, confident eyes, A poised gait and mature look. Expressions were a miss, Making her look like ice. She was alone at home, Her family unknown. She was blamed by some, For living alone at home. Does she possess a...

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