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Words poetic
These are my words, they mean something to me and hopefully something to you, the reader....
Updated and added too when I can...
Please contact me with comments or suggestions and thank you for reading my words.....
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The Rose
A Bud of deepest black
Small and hidden away
Not dancing for the sunlight
Her brightest day was grey
But the bud caught a prying eye
He saw the beauty within
He knew with love and tender care
There was a beautiful rose within
Slowly would she blossom,
He would numbed all her fears,
Unfolding her petals one by one
His prize possesion she was to become
He showered her with love
He called her his babes
No more she was a small black bud
A beautiful black rose she became
People had seen his magic touch
Now they were intregued
Always pulling him from his rose
In the end they were to succeed
The black rose they had posioned
They withered her down in time,
The petals slowly dropped all over,
The black rose lay on the ground
But the roots they had stayed firm
And the small black bud arose
Again she hides from prying eyes
She don't want to blossom again
[Written by Michelle]
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