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Darkness of the Rose

Poetry

This is a collection of poems and short stories for humans that cannot face cruel reality. I hope that someday all reality can be faced like the fantasy we read for our souls. The beginning speaks out for women who have put themselves in a prison th...

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by pizzazial

by pizzazial

I'm just standing

or sitting

or laying down dead

watching my life go by

without control

without the gift

of precious warmth

My warmth slowly fades

from the bullets of the past

seeping back into the earth

I drip into a lily

forever floating in nothingness

Scared of returning to my stand

I kill my soul

burnt ashes of a flower

is all that's left of the girl

all that's left of the monster

all that's left of me

peace at last...