Flower petals, dipped in paint
Rose colored, smell is faint
Lover's leaving, flowers wilt
The ground is covered
In spilt milk.
Smell of blood,
Red eyes, now none.
A hollow abyss,
Quietness.
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Poetry{stars} "she was carried to land from the stars up above where heavenly angels learn about love and although she was grateful her wings began growing a dark faded color that was in its last brewing she had turned on the good and made peace with the...
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Flower petals, dipped in paint
Rose colored, smell is faint
Lover's leaving, flowers wilt
The ground is covered
In spilt milk.
Smell of blood,
Red eyes, now none.
A hollow abyss,
Quietness.
