Her Sorrow Said - Sedoka Contest
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This girl so gothic,
She dwells within a red rose;
In folded petals she hides,
From a life tragic.
And from her pen beauty flows,
Within petals she resides.
Her ebony hair a veil;
And she drifts amongst the dead.
When will sorrow heal?
Oh so beautifully pale,
Her words bleed, her sorrow said.
January 6, 2016
Submitted to the contest, Something Different,
Sedoka Form (Rhymed)
Sponsor, Laura Loo
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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