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Dull Now, Dying Now
written by pongster18205:04 AM 12/3/04Holding the delicate rose
you gave me.
In between my soft fragile
hands.
They slowly bleed out their
colors.
It's dull now.
It's dying now.
Just like how we are now.
We're dull now.
We're dying now.
So fragile this love
I hold between my fingers.
They slip away,
dropping to the ground
so delicately along side with it's
colors.
Staining the carpet,
this memory burns
and scorches my heart.
Forever reminding me of you.
This scar never heals. |
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its stupid but someone thought it was good. so here it is..in my lil collection of crappy poetry.
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