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A/N: Hey Guys.

This is a new poem I wrote a moment ago. I wasn't sure about the title, it was originally called "R o s e s" by it just didn't fit the poem. Please give it up for Sophie FetchingPenumbra, who helped me come up with a title. 


Vines around my throat, grip

Me harder than before, I shut

My eyes from pain so powerful

I won't last longer, suffocate


Me with a scent so sweet, it'll

Poison me. I've stopped crying

Drained of energy and life, a

Darkness looms over my eyes


But inside, I'm getting closer

To dying. Withering in winter's

Cold. 


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