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Dead Flowers

long dead roses wilted,
sitting on a shelf
in a soda can vase


neglected, and forgotten
in a room with closed curtains
starving for sunlight

the night sky is starless
black, and empty
dead like everything beautiful

when a 40 cc shot of meth hits
the rose blooms, the curtains open
sunlight shines like perfection

the stars again fill the sky
and for a second i feel like i did
when her kiss stole my breath
Written by David_gessner
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