Nothing

by christina   Apr 8, 2006


Day by day
rose petals
sit and rot
blackened skies
rise up
and contemp
my natural
little life
green grass turns
to shrubs
fresh air
turms to must
blue skies turn to fog
like our love turned to despair
waiting for rose to blossom
waiting for night to turn to day
sitting around waiting for
nothing to turn into something

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