The Rose
I inhaled the breath that lifted my soul
I was on the neither part of my life that is kinder lost on the mist of my burden
There comes the smell that my breath appreciated and my heartbeat to the low pulse for a minute
It took me back where i have never been in person though in spirit i reached
To the bottom of my heart i felt the spring that lasted for years
The colourful adore i smell planted in my heart that i cannot refuse to leave the moment passing my side.
The loaded verse in my space get emptied by the roses of my life
That's when the begging of my destiny began and my life became colourful
Like the red rose
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