Sakura wither
Drops of blood and sorrow fall
Pink petals of pain
Sakura falling
Clash of blade, thunder of guns
Thud upon the grass
Sakura decay
Rot and corruption take hold
War will drive one mad
Sakura in ashes
Burning rebellions, overthrow
No more war, peace reigns
Sakura, fresh bloom
Another war blooms from peace
The sakura war
* ww2
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Tears Of The Rose
PoetryA. Ton. Of. Random. Poems. Just warning you. The poem that inspired the title of this book: Tears of the Rose A rose Is a prickly thing Armed with barbed thorns Stinging like thousands of merciless Bees that hover protectively Over their prize. Rose...
