1-7-10 Before My Death

I let my tear drop on a rose,
  I wispered several words,
My heart was pained again, softly bleeding,
  The thorns engraved in my skin,
The Rain Will Always Love The Wind
  The last words i spoke before my death.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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March 29, 2010 at 1:39 PM
You truly have such an amazing way, rhythm, flow with words. Seems your energy IS the words, or vice versa. Really amazing stuff. Have you ever been published?
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