A dying rose
Withering in the dark
A love overcome by fear
Breaking this sad heart
A dying rose
Wilting all alone
A love once alive and strong
But never was it known
A dying rose
Fading in the gloom
A love ruled by reluctance
A stubborness to accept its tomb
A dying rose
Crumbling on the ground
A love that continued to grow
When that one was around
A dying rose
Breaking away from this realm
A love taken by the shadows
A lonely place to dwell
10.30.2006
(c) Kage-Ichihashi (Momo Dublin)















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It's a beautiful poem, though sad. It reminds me of The Phantom of the Opera (how surprising...). I always get sad when I think of it, because I was infuriated with the ending. -furrows brows- Why must the Phantom look mean? He's not mean, he just wants someone to love! ....-breathes and counts to ten before she goes on-....
Well, I liked this poem very much KIA; keep it up! And take care
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"the man had killed the thing he loved,
and so he had to die."
Thank you. Take care yourself.
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Good things come to those who wait~
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"the man had killed the thing he loved,
and so he had to die."
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Good things come to those who wait~
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"the man had killed the thing he loved,
and so he had to die."
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