~STALE BLOOD~
The rose that has blossomed from my heart...
Now weeps with every passing day
Love which once gave it water to live...
A love which now has gone dry.
Now, sadly my rose will die
Every petal wilted, is a tear I have cried
Wounds that I bleed is a prick from the very dying thorns to my heart
The redness has faded, now all that is left is a colour which can
only be seen upon my face
The sweetly smell has long since gone stale
It now is, like a love I thought I had...
...A love which was blind, too blind to water my rose
For it was only watering my mind and my soul...
...A mind and soul that has never been touched
The aching, stinging residing in my heart
Is nonetheless my dying rose fading away
I never wanted this to be
For the rose was just starting to grow...
It now is rotting upon my bleeding heart
The passing of it... how it is clear to me
It was all my fault
My carelessness tore it apart
6-30-2000
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