Twelve Dead RosesA Poem by stevenTwelve roses I put to rest underneath you tombstone head. Each chrism color bloody rose symbolizing the painfull months that go Mournful, sad and bleeding heart I do wait for that warmth full day as everything will end as it began crying and in pain As we reunite one more time to give you twelve chrism roses from soul to soul For now I must take twelve dead roses to a stone. © 2010 steven |
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Added on December 16, 2010 Last Updated on December 16, 2010 Author
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