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My Dying Love

Crimson Roses crumple and wither
beautiful colors melt within it until it dies
it bubbles with warmth as love and compassion feed it
how sweet of death. how sweet of life.
it vaporizes, but the memory and emotion remains

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This poem has A LOT of meaning to me. but feel free to criticize.

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