Dear World

Dec 18, 2009 23:47

I want white roses,
people dressed in color.
I do not want you to cry,
it's not your fault I died.
I do not want these tears of pain*,
my love will always stay.
I do not want these tears,
I had my blessed years.

*I'm considering changing that line, but to what I do not know.
p.s. This so doesn't fall under 30 days & 30 poems, but that ( Read more... )

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turkeyish December 20 2009, 08:55:44 UTC
Short and sweet. Lovely, as always. Good to see you writing/posting again! :)

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