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Rose Cliff Jan 2021
Every flower I touch wilts
And decays
That is why I carry a bouquet
Of dead flowers
Because you cannot **** what is already dead
I am so sorry that I will break you but death follows me around
Rose Cliff Jan 2021
From this place I come and go
Warring time for absence  
But without fault my flesh begins to crumble
So to this place I return
Begging expression to save me
Rose Cliff Sep 2020
Nostalgia is a dangerous emotion
It unknowingly saturates our past in colours so vibrant
So we crave time that never existed
Rose Cliff Aug 2020
We are not scared of death
We are scared of finality
The possibility that we can come to an end
The line of our lives is not
Perpetually drawn
That the world can exist
When we do not
Because at the end of the day
We are all narcissists
Rose Cliff Jul 2020
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I want to write,
but I write what I feel

and I can't feel anymore.
Rose Cliff Jul 2020
I ask you, just be honest,
I'd rather have my dignity
then a false sense of security.
Rose Cliff Apr 2020
Come watch the sunset on the roof
Where we have nothing to prove
I know you want to be free
So come touch the sky with me
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