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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1371954
My first Sonnet in Iambic Pentameter..... represents one of my struggles.
Tonight the roses watch me cry alone
Held down by chance and mystery contained
Some caustic hurt has turned my heart to stone
Depleting all the love that I ordained
And damned it to the depths of hell below,
So deep I cannot see the light of day
Admittedly this life I will forgo
And let this page of words fade and decay
Unless you find me here with these red blooms
So crimson as the blood I will have shed
My soul will wither, crawling to its tomb
And take with it the words I've left unsaid
Tonight the roses watch me sadly cry
Tonight the roses watch me slowly die.
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