I am a moon child
Who always tends to cry
When roses wilt
Petal by petal
They decompose
Life and death
So it goes
And although I know;
Every spring new roses will re-bloom
How my roses longed to thrive into eternity
But gardens last only for a singlar season
And their fragrance goes with the wind
Forget-me-knots never smell so sweeter...
I still ache
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Moments between life and death
شِعرOne hundred poems. Love, Hope, Faith, Youth, Wordily, Magic, Emotions, Raw,
