October 2, 2009
Two roses
awaiting their destiny.
Their blooming and
and bright.
In the morning
their blazing amazing.
And just equal
When you see them in night.
They shine brighter
each day
as they fade farther away.
Away from all they have known.
Away from everything
they had before.
From everything they've ever known.

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