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by Emma
Rated: · Other · Personal · #1401969
A poem, for my friend Rose. Who passed away this winter.
My name is Rose.
I own a well.
It's going to send me to heaven,
then drop me to hell.

My name is Rose.
My hair is red.
My mother hates me.
My father is dead.

My name is Rose.
I see only black.
I was blinded when young.
I won't get my sight back.

My name is Rose.
I am bullied at school.
They throw me around.
And call me a fool.

My name is Rose.
I'm lying in bed.
I'm coughing and choking.
For death I do dread.

My name is Rose.
My friend is at my side.
My mum is downstairs.
I'm going to die.

My name is Rose,
I lie in my grave.
I have hatred for nothing.
For I couldn't be saved.
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