prompt number five
By to love a psycho
Does thy life destroy
The object you so desire?
By overcaring
It wilts in sorrow
Too much love
Is like overwatering
Drowning in the end
While not meaning to
Nothing ever happens
For no reason
The death of a rose
Brings only new life
More vibrant and beautiful then before
From decaying matter
Only beauty survives
On the coldest of days
It will survive
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© 2006 To love a psycho
Published on Tuesday, March 21, 2006.
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A former member wrote:
your words flow slowly into my heart..... lovely write
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On Saturday, March 25, 2006, The Crimson Queen
(918) wrote:
"The death of a rose Brings only new life" I really loved that line, it was beautiful.. This was incredible Jena, I'm speechless..
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On Wednesday, March 22, 2006, RubyXero
(484) wrote:
i like your message in here. its a really nice poem.
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On Wednesday, March 22, 2006, TaintedButterfly
(670) wrote:
Beautiful! This is short but says so much... Great job hun. Julia~
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On Tuesday, March 21, 2006, Christopher7xii
(20) wrote:
Inspirational. Gears are always turning I believe, so I get this. I can't help but think of the priest apothecary from the Leo version of Romeo and Juliet reciting these lines though. Strong lines. Nice write.