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Rose.
March 11, 2012
Rose
I did not welcome you that night
there was no room for you that night
That cold cruel winter's night
There was no room for you that night
You preserved and came back again
Paranoid I let you in
You enchanted me- none the less
I could not forget how pale and thin
I protected you night and day
Your blossom bloomed in every way
You mersmerized everyone you knew
I could not forget the change in you
Now that fate swept me away
My beautiful Rose withers each day
I sit here, lost broken and torn
I see no beauty
Just the thorns
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timevampire GOLD said...
on Mar. 12 2012 at 7:14 pm
I love this. The sad softness, petals and tears. I makes me sad... Like reading old love letters than writing poems on how the loved ones are gone. That feeling when you are home alone think about someone who doesn't love you. Things that make the heart shrink.
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