S h a t t e r e d…
By Shock--
Of F r a g m e n t a t i o n,
Its Presence--
Consciously Filed Away,
In Their Recesses--
The Keepsakes,
Of these Ailing Hearts…
These Reluctant Onlookers--
Now,
Of Melancholic Spirits,
Stare On,
Helplessly,
With Tear Filled Eyes,
Of Laments…
For Her--
For Him--
For All of Them--
As They were Known…
Before Being Condemned,
To Such a Heartless
Yet Random--
Sentence.
The Reflections
Of
{Rose}
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The Reflections Of Rose
PoesíaWords. [Hand-Sewn] Of Seemingly Irrelevant--Phrases . . . Hung, Broken--Jumbled Letters--Of Thoughts, Day In . . . Day Out . . . The Reflections Of Rose. ECole789
