There is always a time for bleeding, and this was one,
but you are not alone within this fragile moment of tears
Look around at the stains upon the withering petals scattered;
upon the rotted ground around us within the circle of a rose
Her petals have smoldered into ebony venom, left bloodless
This has happened many a time, and will continue in its path
For you, and her, and all who have bled and will bleed
Such is the way of life, but you are not alone
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There is always hope...even when you feel you've bled your last drop.
Written May 25th, 2006
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Wonderful write. Reminds me of what's happening to me. All I can do is hope.
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Too true, beautifully written ^.^ x x x x
Edited on May 25, 6:12 because 'I put writtin instead of written o.O not awake...'.
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