Withered Rose
I left you out in the winter
watched you shiver from the cold
beauty silently fading
soon you turned the withered rose
Tears freezing as they flowed
for my love you pleaded
a face of pain and desperation
your cries I left unheeded
Now my conscience is never ending
how could i have been so cruel
my flower of beauty
I truly put an end to you
Copyright © Ron Derby | Year Posted 2009
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