Roses, Violets #2

August 13, 2010
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Roses are red
As the blood on my wrist
What more to be said
My hands clenched in a fist
But as the rose dies
I find I wilt to
Now I'm what you despise
My vision fades, as do you





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talking-with-silence said...
Sept. 16, 2010 at 2:57 pm
Hey, I didn't think you where doing more of these. Sounds like some bad stuff man.. SOrry ;,( But some times you need to be freed so you can be yourself again. Because sometimes you try to make yourself into what that person wants w/o relizing it. Don't let the thorns go to deep, talkingwithsilence
 
A-Soul-Exposed replied...
Sept. 20, 2010 at 9:09 pm
This also was part of the assignment and while writing it I thought of the year before so this is what came out.
 
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