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The dry rose…
Contributed by
vikki
on
Thursday, 18th August 2011 @ 11:48:15 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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When my heart pines for you
Ur absences is torturing,
It sabotage every breath I take
To know u are not near
My soul shatters
Sitting beside the Brooke
The dried rose in my book
Dew drops still fresh on dried black petal
A drop of my tear rolled down my cheek
on the black dried petal made them swell
to life.
Memories of bygone days came gushing
in my mind.
Copyright ©
vikki
... [
2011-08-18 23:48:15] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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