Red RosesA Poem by Brianna
Red Roses fall to the floor.
You say those heartbreaking words, You don't love me anymore. Red Roses, So beautiful, but deadly as poison. Too bad I'm already dying. Red Roses, You gave them to me, As a symbol of our love. They both died quickly. © 2014 Brianna |
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Added on April 23, 2014 Last Updated on April 23, 2014 AuthorBriannaGraceville, FLAboutI am Brianna. I'm 16 year old. Edgar Allen Poe is my favorite writer. End of story... for now. more..Writing
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