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Wild Rose
Contributed by
megamoose
on
Monday, 5th March 2007 @ 04:34:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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Oh wild rose, as I look beneath your vivid colours, Wondering how you came about, and how your day will end. Do you chill, or feel the heat? What about a bruise, when the summer bee pricks?
Wild rose. You glisten in the sun. Happy in your own dream. You dream of the wind through your petals, And the glaze of an everylasting warmth of sun.
I peak out my window. Hour after hour, To see what has become of you. Will you lean away from me, to rid yourself of my isolation? Will you comfort me or lope to the garden you once adored?
You torment me with your perfect smile, But slip on past without a care in the world. Oh wild rose. I will never understand. Why should you be happy? But leave me to the side!
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megamoose
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2007-03-05 16:34:36] (Date/Time posted on
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