Life
Life is like a rose
you never know when its going to end
sometimes life lasts forever
sometimes life ends as soon as it starts
sometimes life lasts forever when we want it to end
sometimes life ends when we want it to last forever
so remember the next time you rip the petals off of a innocent little rose its just like ripping the soul out of a dying person
GinasDiamond commented on Life
11-09-2009
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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