Fearsome B*****d

A Poem by Rose Downing

Everyone gets the wrong impression from this piece, and that's just fine with me!

Today the world is a fearsome b*****d. To treacherous to tread, too painful to stay here.
Walk backwards trough a minefield in a haze all to real.
I want to paint the world the color of a sad poem and fall like a tear onto your lips.
It's normal and sappy and beautiful.
But how you can rip me to shreds.
A heart extinguished and tattered.
Please gently breath my name again.

© 2011 Rose Downing

Author's Note

I was sure I posted this earlier, but I cant find it, so here you go. And as always, IGNORE SPELLING!
My portfolio can be found at asadowning.com

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Added on May 18, 2010
Last Updated on January 18, 2011
Tags: Pain, minefield, haze, poem, poetry

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Rose Downing

The Road, OR

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I've been traveling all my life throughout the pacific north west. I grew up mainly in cities, country ranches, country bars, cemeteries, and the burbs. I'm also fun at parties. I've won 1st place in .. more..

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