
Never met one as stubborn as the heart
She sure doesn't listen, not even to the plea of aflluence
Numerous deep euts, broken bones and scars
Yet she chases another with hope to be healed
If only she listens to her father, the head, her life will be much better
Although pure as heaven's garment, she has experienced torment man as feasts organized by the devil himself
Only she dares to love Lucifer with a smile on her face
Only she dares to bring back to life the mother cactus whose children are forever alive in her flesh
Never met one as stubborn as the hear
Jaay.
About the Creator
Joanne Abednego
a safe space for broken hearts. YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.