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Goth Nature Flower Gothic

A flower is wonderful to have in life, but it reminds me of a rose that is red, that I used to have, and to hold, all of the time I thought I was wrong about a rose, and a flower, on which way it will go, it is red I know my eyes see different, in the light blood wine light in the light, this sparkling lit weather of the rain, of a red rose that I use to know, I still do, know it, it is dark but, I will rub it in the sun, above all things bad including the mud, to my dearest goth, and gothic, love rose, To my gothic dearest gothic rose love, I just love all flowers in general, but only one and it is you, Ummm, what kind is it ?, what heart beat will it take, what kind of gothic rose is it, Ummm, what heart beat will it take, I will smell it right now, to see how it would taste, this is a sample of how much I love being gothic, each, and every, day, of different aspects in life, but the same routine thing will never go away, I will feel the warmth breeze, of the glowing wind stone, Stone, wind glowing of life's wind, will take wind airs wind, and me, there, and that is my all orange, and separate black hair, with the gothic cross, while standing by the gothic cross, the red rose that is, two different strong things, ??? while standing by the Gothic Cross, a simple red rose is just what I love, it is what I love to comfort it as I hold, while smelling the flower and it, it & the flower, I just love the smell of the red rose flower, to let out the breeze fresh scent, the outside is a typewriter, I, and every, thing readable a violet, come and take me with you, saying this again and, and again, until I get it, read me until the graveyard tombstone, die as I am listening to the rain again, while the song is playing during the day, and the evening wind capture it, and me, feel the heavy weight of, the dress fall right into the, the night of mortal eye love, I am knelt rose holding down, the red rose, twinkling moon stars is in my eyes, twinkling star is in my eye, like the rain where it goes, away, where it end tomorrow or today,

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Date: 10/18/2016 11:18:00 PM
TAMEKA, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :) Drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs **YNR - SKAT
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Date: 10/18/2016 9:40:00 PM
Tameka Polk, Welcome to Poetry soup, I hope you enjoy the community. Here, you will find friendly poets who enjoy supporting one another. I myself, enjoy reading and commenting those who want to be read. The only time I give constructive criticism is when a poet desires it. However, if for some reason the poem is not my field I will guide you to someone who is more qualified than I. Stop by and read one of my poems if you like. My poems are not perfect, but I have a feeling you might like one. I encourage you to check out the contest page and read to receive comments. Tell me a little about your poetic skills if you like. It will be my pleasure to follow and read every poem you post from here on :) We are Lucky To Have you. Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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