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the roses cry for me

 

sitting alone in a colicky room
surrounded by blank canvases

all the real artist have gone the way
of the dinosaur

the roses cry for
me

the weight of love arriving
is crushing,
the weight of love leaving is
quietus

the roses cry for me

the sun is lead away by the
horizon taking its warmth
with it,

the chill aches the bones
perpetually

the roses cry for me

the past a beautiful song,
today a sorrow

so many yesterday's,
so few tomorrow's

the roses cry for me

youth runs like water
down a mountain
side after a
storm,

never understanding
how fast, or where
it's going

the roses cry for me

the roses cry for me

the roses
cry for
me

and in time

the roses will
cry for you
too










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