Monet DreamlessRose Poems

A lullabye twists itself and dances over the river of red
Red as blood that floats across the white bed
Bed of roses with small, white stones that takes their place
Their place in the red embrace ever so lightly carressing their porcelain face
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Running

with
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So what its morning and the sky is clear?
The dark cloud in my mind still remains.
So what I give you a smile at your jokes?
Its frozen by the invisible ice from my heart.
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I'm hungry enough to eat a horse
A horse I won't eat
its what I need when I choose my course
My course is any except returning home
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Wish, my beloved, Wish
That the medicine comes to heal you.
Search, my dear, Search;
For the doctor with the knife.
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