A garden of dead roses Poems
Death is beautiful
by Vic AliasEveryone saw life as beautiful and death as ugly. But there was a girl who loved death more than life, a girl who, as the days passed, was nothing more than a walking corpse, no emotions, a garden of dead roses that never bloomed, but she met a boy that was emanating love with each step of his. She was envious of him; she thought why must her roses never bloom while his sunflowers bloom with each step of his? As the days went by, the sunflower boy noticed her, but unlike others, he never ran. He was asked why, and he said I saw in her a breathtaking garden of beautiful roses.
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by Vic AliasEveryone saw life as beautiful and death as ugly. But there was a girl who loved death more than life, a girl who, as the days passed, was nothing more than a walking corpse, no emotions, a garden of dead roses that never bloomed, but she met a boy that was emanating love with each step of his. She was envious of him; she thought why must her roses never bloom while his sunflowers bloom with each step of his? As the days went by, the sunflower boy noticed her, but unlike others, he never ran. He was asked why, and he said I saw in her a breathtaking garden of beautiful roses.
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