i was a rose
now i am a stone
water will wear me down
as the wind tore away at my flower
truly there was no peace
how does a storm subside
with no ill intents
but with remains with what was that lost
the warmth of the cold sunshine
stormy and forlorn
never seen, never found, never the way
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 4:39 PM UTC
i was a rose
now i am a stone
water will wear me down
as the wind tore away at my flower
truly there was no peace
how does a storm subside
with no ill intents
but with remains with what was that lost
the warmth of the cold sunshine
stormy and forlorn
never seen, never found, never the way
