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Friday, May 4, 2007

The Rose

Rating: 5.0
The rose lying dead
Upon the drenched ground,
Bruised, hurt and broken

Her blood seeping away
Into the deeps of the night,
Her spirit floating gently
Away with the wind

There lay a rose,
Once precious, beautiful and fragile,
Now dead, abandoned and lost

All because one person
Didn’t have the heart to save her.
Hopeless Heart
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Michael Fischer 05 May 2007
Good work...it almost brought a tear to my eye. It was very moving. The ending was powerful and memorable. Top marks from me! -Michael
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