Death of the Old You

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Roses are red,
but these flowers are dead.
Violets are blue,
All this time I knew.
Withering and wilted.
Your thoughts were slightly tilted.
Lay down and closed your eyes.
Saying goodbye was no surprise.





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Ann314 said...
May 27, 2011 at 6:08 pm
Good job!!
 
Brewhit replied...
Jun. 3, 2011 at 11:56 pm

Thank you!

 

 
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