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Roses
August 20, 2015
I love him,
he is the rose in my meadow
the violets in my life
I don’t care what might happen
I only want him
the years go by
each one more sad and blue
the hope dwindles
sadness increases
things only get worse
until there is nothing left
nothing but sad
I reach out
but all I touch has slipped away in the night
nothing but a sea of grey
all I can see has disappeared
I love him
but the roses have browned
the violets are dead
© Kimberly C., Houston, TX
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