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Ashen Roses

Ripped at the seams
Of the starlit streams
In a thread of light inside myself
Inside you; inside me.

This map you've etched upon my soul
Has paths engraved and words to hold
Where embraces are never less than divine
A time when there was a stronger binding than vines

A time when we all knew we'd be okay
That our words meant more than ashen roses
Wilting along our graves.

Author notes

Just stretching the old writing muscles. This is horrible, I know.

Written: December 11th, 2008

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  • ShiningKnight
    December 29, 2008
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    The past is only lost if you consider time to be static; how much sweeter it would be to go back as one wished and relive the good times or, better still, to recreate them in the here and now.


  • Eternal-Dreamer
    December 15, 2008

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    very beautiful though i feel that it was to short and was left wanting more thoughweather that is a good thing or not im not sure

  • ShiningKnight
    December 12, 2008

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    Well-written

    Well I thought it was beautiful, although I can't decide how to feel about it as it simultaneously picks you up and brings you down. Well-written regardless, and I'm glad to see you writing again.