Fake smiles, blooming flowers, sharing a common thread, of thorns that lurk and ambush from within, occasionally leave spilt crimson, or worse, no visible trace, just a warped mind that patrols the trenches of mistrust & cynicism. Always read the space between the lines. It talks a different language. #BloomingFlowers#FakeSmiles #AmbushingThorns #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba
