Amaranthine

by Amaranthine   Jun 23, 2008


See theres this name I go by
My title Amaranthine
Why? people wonder...
Well I'll tell you this,
This imaginary flower in our imagination
A deep red pigment that will always exist.
Not wishing to use my real name,
For I want to be remembered only as,
This unfading beauty, My internal creation.
Hopefully to touch many lives
Not easily forgotten but easy to love
Fighting demons and going through hell itself
Created her wisdom,love, and understanding
Thanking this for it made her what she is now
Only wanting those to appreciate what she has to give
Always there for others, never to leave one behind
She is Eonian within me
Keeper of mind, soul, and heart.
I am with Amaranthine and never shall we part.

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