Snow White

This flower I hold is nothing
nothing but thorns
This flower I hold
Is poisoned just for me
This flower I hold
is a beautiful nightmare
an addiction
I know what will happen
The flower I hold
Draws me in
A moth to light
This flower I hold
Puts me to
a never ending sleep





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Sybrina said...
Apr. 7, 2011 at 2:14 pm
Wow this poem is amazing I love it!
 
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