Author: Broken Waiting Angel PM
Found in sketchbook, about some guy who fell in love then his love died. Don't you hate that?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Angst - Words: 101 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-11-05 - id: 1960618
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I touched the rose of beauty.
So fragile; full of grace,
I touched a forbidden place in my heart,
and unlocked a door that should've stayed unknown.
I touched a rose then it wilted in my hands.
The thorns grew and pricked my fingers,
staining the floor with crimson drops,
belonging to the rose.
Her face pale and eyes now seeing nothing.
My rose died because of my love.
Someone stab my heart,
so I can join her in death,
when I couldn't join her in life.
A.N.: Thanks for correcting me with the "thorns" XD