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Nov 17, 2012
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THE THORNED ROSE
THE THORNED ROSE
there was no softness
in your anger
no love in your eyes
those times
that made a young heart
stop beating.
Your tears became mine.
I was your child
not your consolation.
And the day you died
did you see me
standing by your side
or was I
your last illusion
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
loved
12 years 7 months ago
wonderful
my friend
ur unique
Geremia
12 years 7 months ago
Ditto.:)
Ditto.:)
loved
12 years 7 months ago
DITTO repeated twice over
also
well I'm not a tyrant expert ..
as a scientist having interacted
with such folks Leo's
and having studied the human mind
over continents ...
in the passed few decades,
I have come to my own
philosophy of knowledge.
Ross Hamilton Hill
12 years 7 months ago
powerful write
sometimes the simplest statements really get to you, like this, i'm usually pretty critical but I think this is as good as a brief poem gets.
ah, one thing capital 'T' in 'There.."
bravo
ross