Sunday, March 31, 2013

Roses Tonight

I hold the dear flower close to my heart, feel the fading life absorb into my skin. The red leaks into my lips. Soft petals smooth my skin. My blood takes in the thorns of something so strong. A rose, a sweet little rose and I feel as though I could not compare. So small yet so much more than I could ever be.

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