Your heart scorches me
It burns my soul to ashes
Your love is a consuming fire
The final petal falls
A single scarlet rose
This is coming to a close
Its time for the ending to the show
Let’s take our finals bows
Time to go our separate ways
The closing to a song
Do you understand its meaning?
Make sure we don’t get the ending wrong
You’ve left a poet with no words,
No more rhyme
He won’t let it end the way he intended
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Author:
linkzelda106 (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Wooww, this is a first class poem very profound in it's content the words at play chosen to create a sculpture are very precise to guide the reader were the author has wished.
My congrats......
excellent.
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