Broken.Rose.Poetry

Death


Where can I go
What can I do
What am I capable of
Where will I go
And what can I see
How can I be
This perfect beauty
That all loves
That all sees
That all wants
So so peacefully
A glorious death
Is how
I be
How I see
How I will
Live
A life
Beyond me.



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