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Queen rose
written by Trapezium11:22 AM 12/30/04Delicate rose is bleeding,
And the answers have flown away,
The angry thorns just disappeared,
The black rose is all that's left.
It just lays there, swaying and lonely,
Seperated from the world outside,
Unaware of my watching,
I see a blood red teardrop.
Beautiful rose has fallen,
Should I go and pick her up?
I'd have to make myself known,
But this rose wont die today.
Pick it up and play around,
I'll wait until I'm free,
Wait for the day,
The day the rose can grow again.
I kiss the rose softly,
And declare my love for the divine beauty,
This black rose is an angel,
And now I have to say I love you.
This black rose is you, my queen. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
This is a poem reflecting on 6 weeks ago and a period of time before that. the queen rose is Fee.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by sarah10087 (12-31-2004 - 01:32 PM)
| pass the bucket, im gonna throw up. |
by melons (1-1-2005 - 01:58 PM)
| i would say she was a king she looks more man then woman |
by Trapezium (1-1-2005 - 03:55 PM)
| Alciia, you're just jealous that she's much betetr looking than you. Just because your own relationship is fucked, don't have to make snide remarks about other peoples |
by melons (1-1-2005 - 04:28 PM)
| i will if i wont to least i can keep something to myself unlike some *point at you sandy* |
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