"When the flowers of my soul have withered.......when my beauty has been explored&exploited in broad day light.....when all the circumstances I have been through have come to a pass...dusk comes and highlights the bitterness left within."
"When the flowers of my soul have withered.......when my beauty has been explored&exploited in broad day light.....when all the circumstances I have been through have come to a pass...dusk comes and highlights the bitterness left within."
