The rose of my dreams with hidden hopes.
The rose with spines that have killed my soul along with your departure.
The rose that dies each time you say goodbye
The rose that turns grey each time I cry
The rose that you left me as a signal of oblivion.
The rose that yesterday I through along with my heart to the empty ocean.
The rose that means nothing at all.
The rose that I thought I loved as I Loved You but that it just turned into death dash.
The rose that you through to my grave after knowing that I have died for you.
The rose with spines that have killed my soul along with your departure.
The rose that dies each time you say goodbye
The rose that turns grey each time I cry
The rose that you left me as a signal of oblivion.
The rose that yesterday I through along with my heart to the empty ocean.
The rose that means nothing at all.
The rose that I thought I loved as I Loved You but that it just turned into death dash.
The rose that you through to my grave after knowing that I have died for you.
1 comment:
I like the images you use around the unifying thread of the rose. The last line is SO dark though...
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