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Silk Rose

Grief pours from heart
Like a waterfall in vain
Fills up my footprints
With puddles of pain
Love slips through my fingers
Shatters on the ground
Life raises my hopes
With the intent of breaking me down
But life will never break me
Yet I will never be whole
For I am just bent
An incompatible soul
Wrapped in silk sheets
Soaked with my blood
Cut by the thorns
Of a rose I once loved