gloomy stares
right out the window
and into the face on the other side
glossy green eyes
hidden behind shaddy glasses of hope and despair warping the wooden frames
this creature with a proceline skin
covered in a cream lace
skin smooth like ice cream
and locked behind leather knots of betray!
always left with this lingering chill
cold right down to the bone
every other touch like leather
masqureding in white masks
with potential to create pain
and she was soul
imagined as a dream
broken
and in pieces
Let the tears flow
Many times tears are shed,
does it make us dead?
Life, that - tears can create,
for that, tears you should not hate...
So let the tears just rain,
get released from your pain...
In the stone, roses can grow,
just feed them, let the tears flow...
Shelter the roses in love and care,
even out from stone, grow, they dare...
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