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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1385724

Expressing my feelings

My red rose
blood is dripping
Silently in the dark
Candles are burning
slowly making
curtains of shadows
hiding my rose
It's hard to see
the pain within
every drop
My rose is
shy to release
any sound
The screams
are there
You can hear
the voices
not with you ear
You can see
the pain
not with
your eyes
Only a true
heart will
see and hear
Will know
the truth
Is it pain?
Is it love?
Is it both?
Or is it just
silent death

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