Dead Rose

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Petals fall.
Like rain drops,
On an empty street.
Grey clouds hide the sun.
The glass window,
Is fogged.
The rose which i have kept,
For so long,
Is black with defeat.
Rotten from days of darkness.
Locked in the shadows retreat.
Falling into tunnels of fire.
Full of lost hope and desire.
Mixed with emotions of death and life.
Living to see the sun.
Dying to escape the dark.
Till the last petal falls,
Shall the dead rose wait.

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