Autumn Winds

Rookie - 10 Points (July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

Slowly Gone - Poem by Autumn Winds

The rose
Slowly droops

It's petals
Falling to the ground

Slowly turning black
Slowly dying

Every moment
The rose was alive

Fades into

Everything it


Life is cruel
Death is easier

Even if you
Made it as

Far as you could
Death would

Claim you

And you would be


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012

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