The black brittle pieces of petal once red and full of poison bend backward - breaking - snapping the emotion is dead - like the rose Thorns more potent in the dying state tear the last tenderness apart the seeds fall - dried and cracked never to redden into life The aroma once sweet in wafting air stagnates now The feeling is gone - like the rose The thinning skeleton weakens - bending - weeping death kisses the earth magnified through morning tears Leaflets crumple in the scorching sun - screaming - begging sunlight sneers at the destruction Darkened symbols of love - hoping - praying but gone forever magnified through mourning tearsBirth sign: Not entered
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