What once was a beautiful rose,
Now crumbles down and hangs low.
Holding in all the emotions one can contain at bay,
We watch as the colors slowly drain away.
-[keeshpoetry]
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My Poems
PoetryPoems made by me I write poems as a way to escape my problem even though some of these poems aren't about me. I hope you enjoy them. Warning some may be a bit depressing.
Drainage
What once was a beautiful rose,
Now crumbles down and hangs low.
Holding in all the emotions one can contain at bay,
We watch as the colors slowly drain away.
-[keeshpoetry]
