Sweetest Rose
Poem
M. D. Badder
1 min read
A stillborn corpse only knows,
without her what can I do.
My heart does her soul compose;
Sweetest Rose, it’s just for you.
Air fills my lungs with venom.
Each day is just decay, save
her e’ry breath fills my plenum.
Sweetest Rose, you’re all I crave.
Her words I have to hang on,
they are my rope from despair.
Our lives have been a black swan.
Sweetest Rose, we will repair.
The Father revealed to me,
mountain moved, you are the one.
A heaven sent guarantee.
Sweetest Rose, life has begun.
Fate Verse Than Death
M.D.Badder@FateVerseThanDeath.com
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