![]() White roses turn to ashesA Poem by A Bohemian Woman![]() A short poem about the lies we tell, and/or are told to us.![]()
White roses turn to ashes
- in a milisecond's blow. Hiding behind silk curtains - what secrets do they hold? What a clever line. What a clever ploy.
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Added on March 22, 2020 Last Updated on April 22, 2020 Tags: world, lies, fear, corruption, trust Author![]() A Bohemian WomanBohemia, Czech RepublicAboutThere's a room in a hotel in New York City, that shares our fate and deserves our pity. I don't want to remember it all, the promises I made if you just hold on. (Twin Skeleton's - FOB) I love .. more..Writing
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