such is the day that is none....
by Greg Rogers on Thursday, February 21, 2013 at 10:34am ·
....the rose bloomed red with golden hue 'til the sun was stolen hidden away by the clouds covering the rose in darkness and despair changing it's look it's feel for life now blackened and hollow a picture of the world a reflection of the night and days it spends in loneliness and misery no wind blows now nothing moves the clouds no rays shine down for the rose no warmth no comfort tears fall as rain is sewn in sorrow despair distraught empty echoes sound as thunder rolls and rumbles how long will the rose last in this dead immortality how long shall the sun be hid and life smothered how long til the end comes nigh or it the end merely a dream....
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