"A Dedication to two friends"

A feild of paper flowers

always spring

always bloom

A Raging heart of anger and passion

the last feelings of doom

a river of blood

feed those who despize

The Paper Flowers crumble

as the acid rain comes from the skies

There's no difference in the world

hapiness and pain

you need one for the other

or neither can gain

You need trust as much as suspicion

and love as much as woe

You need to learn when to laugh...

and when to let things go.

The Paper Flowers in a feild will still be

A merroaed life the raging heart can see

Pain and suffering

smiles and content

Just remember- no matter what...

Flowers can grow from cement.