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Somewhere in the darkness,
An abandoned flower grows.
A shadow of a beautiful love.
A shadow of a rose.
A lost lover,
He stands above the thorns.
An epitome of emptiness.
This dying rose is what he mourns.
He wishes he could burn these thorns,
So that he could hold on,
But after all the petals float away,
The thorns, they still stand strong.
He kneels beside his love.
This rose made him a man.
He digs his fingers into the Earth
And puts the flower in his hands.
He will bring the petals back to life.
He will water it with his tears.
He will love this rose like none other.
He will feed it with his fears.
Please let me know which areas I can improve on? Any ideas suggestions. I feel like I need just a little bit more?
An abandoned flower grows.
A shadow of a beautiful love.
A shadow of a rose.
A lost lover,
He stands above the thorns.
An epitome of emptiness.
This dying rose is what he mourns.
He wishes he could burn these thorns,
So that he could hold on,
But after all the petals float away,
The thorns, they still stand strong.
He kneels beside his love.
This rose made him a man.
He digs his fingers into the Earth
And puts the flower in his hands.
He will bring the petals back to life.
He will water it with his tears.
He will love this rose like none other.
He will feed it with his fears.
Please let me know which areas I can improve on? Any ideas suggestions. I feel like I need just a little bit more?