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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Her.

She's a rose
Breathes and blooms
Bleeds red and true
Fooled by attraction-
Pricked when touched
Full of desire and lust
Never stays alive
Each petal crumbles
Her love fades
She's a rose

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