Pink flowers blooming on bushes Some are dark pink I stare at them Some are light I can smell the aroma of fresh Flowers Perfume in the air I can see it within my sight Pink is relaxing, trees surrounding me Theses woods got a hold on my soul I know I found my place Secluded enough to retreat Love each day with passion Love with all your heart Try hard to forgive Most of all love What’s around you Pink flowers blooming
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Words by me. Arrangement by the madly gifted ryn; more of his talent at writing and concrete poetry showcased at http://hellopoetry.com/ryn/ Thank you ryn(:
The more i gave The more they took The more i poured The more i was ****** dry The harder i loved The more hurt, i got The more i sacrificed The more i lost My peace of mind.
Written on the tombstone head the letters drip with red - light and dark have fallen stark, the blinds made out of lead. Squares of ink, blood in the sink, all prayers have been said - laying on a field of song, her wishes have been fed.