No water in this Earth
She cannot breathe
Soon her color shall
Fade, petals fall not
Only in the wind
Painting her hands
The shade of death
Cold on her palms
Still beside her.
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PoetryAll Rights Reserved Copyright 2016 @smokeupthe-moon. I wish I knew what to say, Have a mind full of words Yet to be spoken, to be written, Colored in every shade of the rainbow, Cover emotions with how the human eye can see, This is...
