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Night Roses
Her Soul bloomed
Like Night Roses...
An enigmatic beauty
Three parts pain
One part purity
Her Legend...
All but obscurity
As her eyes reveal ...
The real. ...
Of every wound and
Every pain....
Her back ground is sureal
Her Shadows seen only
When it rains
Spirit Of The Sufferer...
Remover Of Every Pain...
Her Soul bloomed
Like Night Roses
That can only be seen
When it rains
A Masterpiece....
Of Shadows and Despair
Thick like smoke yet....
Barely there
Like Night Roses...
An enigmatic beauty
Three parts pain
One part purity
Her Legend...
All but obscurity
As her eyes reveal ...
The real. ...
Of every wound and
Every pain....
Her back ground is sureal
Her Shadows seen only
When it rains
Spirit Of The Sufferer...
Remover Of Every Pain...
Her Soul bloomed
Like Night Roses
That can only be seen
When it rains
A Masterpiece....
Of Shadows and Despair
Thick like smoke yet....
Barely there
Published 6th Nov 2014
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6th Nov 2014 9:31am
Sent to absorb and cleanse. It's a trip when we shed our cloaks and look close at them, identifying the path signs we can either dwny or embrace. Insightful write, Phoenix Queen. Peace.
