She rises
In the darkness,
This burdened woman
Shrunken by
Weariness and regret
Like a black rose in winter
In the icy rain,
Like a wind-swept rose in winter
That has yet to raise its neck
Again.
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This blog will mainly be featuring all of my poetry and only rarely will I blog about my daily life. All that you need to know is within my poetry. :)
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