But, her fly

Just a thought

A white rose for my dear friend
When I met her she was a broken dying ...cutter pealer...
I saw so much in her eyes
I let her take nd absorb all that was in my heart
So much so, she is beautiful in red

Yes, love is supposed to be voluntary n free
But that's not why I let her go

I'm not ready to die, so go
I know, again, we will fall
Maybe one day you can giver back what you took.

ALL MY LOVE

Reviews

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wow.. to give all, yet to stop the suffocation and live free of affection.. i love that image of the white rose turning red. :D