The GirlA Poem by Amelie Poulainjust trying out a different way of writing...Black and white is thy world, All color doth disapear, but one rose, A cast of dreaming rouge, But the story behind it doth most differ. Her heart doth break, With rage and sorrow, Wilt thou ever forget thy past, Is thou heart too heavy with weight, The weight of thine immortal world. Thy death enraged no more than one, And told the rest of unfortunate fates, Thou hast been forgotten, And thou shalt be lost, Lost to the empty world, Thou hast made. © 2009 Amelie Poulain |
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