bleeding rosesA Poem by Dylan Posthuma
I watch the roses bleed
Dying slowly on the desk I watch the roses bleed Its the death of innocence Bleeding, dying, decomposing Lets watch the roses bleed Be my witness Be my friend Lets watch the roses bleed Innocence is fading The pedals fall to the floor I watch the roses bleeding 'Till innocence is no more Now I live in darkness Now the pedals lay on the floor I watched the roses bleed I watched the roses die I saw the ghost of innocence It flew up to the sky Now the roses are done bleeding Innocence is dead I'll keep this moment forever Locked up in my head © 2013 Dylan Posthuma |
StatsAuthorDylan PosthumaMuskegon, MIAboutMy name is Dylan. I am kind of a nerd and I love to read and write. I express myself best through writing. Im pretty much an open book if you want to know anything just ask. more..Writing
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