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A rose sets upon a tomb,
a spirit in the darkness.
Though only placed that morn,
it withers and it blackens.
A rose, the colour of the night,
floats away on a breeze.
It lands in front of a girl,
hands folded on her knees.
A rose, once so full of life,
now delicate and torn.
It resembles life the best;
from the petals to the thorns.
A rose, simple and sweet,
drags tears from her eyes.
Just as they spill over,
rain falls from the skies....
- by Pallas_Minerva |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/20/2010 |
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- Title: A Rose
- Artist: Pallas_Minerva
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- Date: 12/20/2010
- Tags: rose
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Pallas_Minerva - 01/01/2011
- Thanks ^.^
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- bram toker - 01/01/2011
- Very good metaphoric poem. 5/5
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