Even if I close my eyes-they'll stay,
Down into the sorrow of my heart-petals of love,
Even if I drowned-the memories will stay,
Protected in a tight cocoon-forever.
Waking up as a bright pearly white,
Keep it to the heart-even if it's delicate
A drops of water-remain as a kiss
A message for the one who only knew.
Can we speak in roses?
The colour of the purest-as you knew,
It'll be more easier for me to understand,
Even if my petals trampled on the ground,
But I'll be here forever as a white rose.
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From The Bottom Of My Heart: Gone With the Wind (Poetry)
PoetryJust a little glimpse of how I live my life. Written in a form of poetry. I started to wonder and I still was when I wrote those first few lines. As I continue to write, an idea; a theory slowly crept into my mind. What if this is the real me? All...
