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dead rose petals resting on my tear stained pillow, where the warm caressing breath of my dreams of you lay,
I held you tight in my shattered heart, breaking endlessly at eh thoughts of you,
my brother, valiant angel keeping me safe from even my self,
My angel tighten your grip on my heart, hold me close, keep me wild and precious,
my innocence fleeted like doves from a storm,
your my fresh morning dew, rolling from the rose garden of my fragile soul,
My brother, angel valiant of fading dreams, hold the fragments of my heart close to yours and make me whole again.



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BritneyBaybee said...
May 19, 2011 at 8:28 am:
This poem is pretty, I like it :).
 
Willowrose replied...
May 19, 2011 at 10:51 am :
thanks i wrote it when i found out my brother was almost killed Crazy karls his name and hes been a huge part of mylife but thanks im glad u like it
 
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