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How a flower thorns
Contributed by
danimus
on
Sunday, 7th March 2004 @ 04:19:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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The growth of a women, Unborn
Under the wrong atmosphere
The flower begins to thorn
And there's more of this to fear
I say..
Blind to the generosity, Deserved
Unknowlingly raped and mentally scarred
I think that she's hanging by a nerve
When emotional dying isn't so far
Away..
Tender as the tender's hearts, Combined
Unmissed by the one she holds
But like wine it awakens innocent crimes
And she's holding herself in the cold
Again..
Her every wound heals slow and sustains
Only hoping until hope drowns in love
Even her dreams contrast with her pain
But it's there anyone else she can dream of
And when?..
Copyright ©
danimus
... [
2004-03-07 16:19:17] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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