"a single decaying rose,
the demise to the nose.
what a distinction to those
who crave such woes.
look at what bestows!
such an expose
to us, it shows.
(they always die in rows)
but wait! here come the crows.
here to oppose
and leave the Jenny's to pose.
when did your leaves froze?
how sad we must disclose
now it's time to close,
and await next year's propose.."
date: 18th march, 2019
time: 01:26 a.m.
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World of Poems
Poetrytake a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even...
