This is written for a rose that once bloomed in my backyard, rich in colour and deep in tone, the darkest scarlet known to human eyes.
My heart, My rose
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I thought this was a cool poem, credit to the owner...
💋🎭💋
His mind is filled
With beautiful things,
Past revelations
And future sins.
He takes me to places
That I've never been,
To the edge of light
Where darkness begins.
💋🀄💋
Currently working on something that I plan on publishing in December 🐾
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- In a pocket of dreams
- JoinedFebruary 17, 2017
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