Falling Poem by simon thorpe

Falling



Rose petals fluttering in the soft eternal breeze.
windswept beauty, haunting, harrowing, hollow,
A mask of content covers the sorrow within,
free spirited, the path of truth, there to follow

Friday, November 9, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,rose,sorrow
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