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Author: Maggot Blood
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Reviews: 3 - Published: 01-09-07 - Updated: 01-09-07 - Complete - id:2301597

This simple red rose was meant for me
And she bleeds tears of despair for me.
It was her final reminder of me that day.
As she walked away from my grave to never return
For fear of the memories will take her again.
As she walked, she held the hand of a new lover.

If I could cry, I would do for everyone I left behind.
If I could scream, I would let you know I’m still alive.
If I could move, I would give you my final kiss.
If only I could let you know my true feelings
Then I would happily pass on to death.

I was born from the snow
In a time where the snow was most savage and angry
And to the snow I will return.
The sun will not come out of it’s hiding for me
He never really cared in the first instant.

I was only thinking of you in my last hours alive.
The only memories I replayed in my mind were the ones with you.
I remember the taste of your lips.
The smell of your sweet hair.
The feel of your body next to mine at night.
And everything you said you to me will be treasured.

I’m sorry I have to leave you like this.
I still wanted to give you so much in the future.
Know that I will try my best to be there for you.
And try to understand that my ghost will be with you.
I don’t suffer anymore and I am happy that it’s all gone
But I am sad that I have to go away
And I will wait for you at the gates of the dead.



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