May 6, 2012
Petals fall like Death
Slipping into the darkness
Leaving life behind

Hear the flowers bloom
Smell the rain before it comes
Taste the sweet sorrow

Complex like the rose
So gradual, opens like the rose
Life is like the rose

Subtle is the line
Between nature and perfection
The line is obscured


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