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by IdTakeABulletForYou Nov 4, 2006
Love, romance /
The roses' thorns cut through my skin,
A drop of blood falls down;
My heart is broken, my soul is burnt...
I'm falling to the ground.
The rose you gave me long ago,
I hold onto it still;
A love that was lost long ago;
A love for which I'd kill...
I know I'll never let it go,
This rose composed of blood...
The more and more I miss you
Means the deeper the thorns go.
You kissed me on the cheek,
and then you handed me this rose...
And even on my deathbed,
I will never let it go...Please rate and comment accordingly!
Wow i really like ur poem...that is so cool. i can relate
by Quiet One
Very good poem! keep it up!
Another great poem do you write from personal experience? Keep it up
Its really good but idk maybe you could add a little more but otherwise good job. keep it up.
by Anonymous Angel
beautiful i have no other words for it, its very sweet and the flow is great (as usely)
you really have talent;)