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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 11 months ago
wonderful
my friend
ur unique
Geremia
12 years 11 months ago
Ditto.:)
Ditto.:)
loved
12 years 11 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 11 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