another poem

Aug 18, 2004 21:34

The teardrop fell from her nose
Falling into a proud red rose
Matching the shape of her drooping frown
The rose fell limply to the ground
Black with pain, wilted, it died
Crippled from the dark tears that she cried
It was dead and on the groud it layed
And the girl lies the exact same way

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radlilskafan August 18 2004, 21:39:14 UTC
why when i post poems must i misspell something?!

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O MAN! k_unit29 August 18 2004, 21:40:14 UTC
sorta morbid... but i like it!!!!!!!!! I LUB U MORE THAN U CAN POSSIBLY FATHOM!

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dreamt_of_red August 18 2004, 21:58:48 UTC
not quite morbid, but still very, very good. you have real talent rae.

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radlilskafan August 19 2004, 06:54:52 UTC
yea i was hoping it wasnt morbid. Its peaceful...not morbid

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