The Rose

In the garden of shadows,
The garden of death,
She stands in the shallows,
Catching her breath.

Suddenly saddened and lonely,
A rose with no petals, just thorns.
A night in goodbye… So solely
She crashes, severely torn.

In the ground of the darkness,
At the root of regret,
Amidst of the weed of all changes,
Her madness disturbs to forget.

She no longer feels her own soul
And sorrowful wind has evoked in her mind.
The devils are slowly drilling the holes,
The sweet seraphins have lost all the kind.

The Rose

theShad0ws

Joined December 2008

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Written Nov 2008

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