Til Death Do We Part

April 28, 2012
By HarleyQuinn16 PLATINUM, Dacatur, Illinois
HarleyQuinn16 PLATINUM, Dacatur, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"A poet judges not as a judge judges, but as the sun falls around a helpless thing." -Walt Whitman


A beautifully dull morning.
Soft delicate drops of heaven pour down around me.
No doubts as I hold a beautiful masterpiece in my arms, protecting it from harm.
I see the beautiful deep red roses in the window then, I'm distracted by wonderful dreams of black and white. I'm on the ground blinded by a thick sheet of red and orange.
Hit by a crowd of flaming passengers trapped by only their own screams.
The beautiful masterpiece, gone.
A wonderful life, gone.
I bleed slowly the tears of depressed bride.
Nothing will ever compare the beautiful black and white picture that was once called by the name of life.
The beautiful masterpiece remains but not it's proud owner.
I am long gone but still here watching the beautiful mess of black and white covered with red and orange screams of a depressed and lonely bride.


The author's comments:
This was a dream I had about my own wedding. I was getting the dress I designed my self out of a shop downtown and I got distracted by these gorgeous roses. I love roses. I got hit by a bus that was on fire...

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