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The dry rose…
Contributed by
vikki
on
Thursday, 18th August 2011 @ 11:48:15 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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When my heart pines for you Ur absences is torturing, It sabotage every breath I take To know u are not near My soul shatters Sitting beside the Brooke The dried rose in my book Dew drops still fresh on dried black petal A drop of my tear rolled down my cheek on the black dried petal made them swell to life. Memories of bygone days came gushing in my mind.
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vikki
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2011-08-18 23:48:15] (Date/Time posted on
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