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The hard floor
The red rose falls
I scream out the door
Theres so many calls
First my brother
Then my sister
Someone saw
the red rose fall
It fell hard
So i ran to her
I look at her hands
They were so scared
"The rose" she cried
"It hurts me so"
"But the rose has died"
The girl only denies
"You lie"
I did not
Blood still dripping
I look back at the rose
The image began ripping...
Away
My sight lead to tears
But then I hear
anpther call
I rush back to the rose
For there I fall
Through the door
And on the floor
The rose turned gray
My life starts to fade...
Away
- by dragonlover5 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/29/2009 |
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- Title: The Death of a ROSE
- Artist: dragonlover5
- Description: as usual, i just felt depressed. you see how it leads to poetry, if not, read my others and you will learn. and i dont really have a sister, thank you for that. And i think it was a day i drew a gray, shaded rose. i will put it on here also...eventually. if i havent already.
- Date: 05/29/2009
- Tags: death rose
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Comments (2 Comments)
- dragonlover5 - 06/06/2009
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thanks
ill be sure to work on that next time - Report As Spam
- b00_2 - 06/02/2009
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Poetry isn't just about putting together words and making it have meaning.
You lack poetry techniches.
You should have stuff like alliteration, similies, metaphores, assonance, consanance, voice, etc... - Report As Spam