

Final RoseFinal RoseFinal Rose
With all dignity, I shall compose, The dying of my final rose.
This a regrettable time, God has dictated, This final rhyme.
He has kept me safe, When danger is near, He has lead me through destruction and times of fear.
Whispering softly, The words only he can say, God grants me the ability, To go on with my day.
He is my shelter, The place where I compose, He is the beauty, The reason for my rose.
He is the rock, Upon which I stand, He is guiding me with a loving h


still haven't namedI thirst, So I drank, My cup was so full, The liquid filled me, Then swallowed me whole.still haven't named
I lusted, Coveted, Stole and betrayed, I have become nothing more Than dead and depraved.
I feasted upon and used, Took advantage of and abused, All those that were confused.
The consumption left me empty, Still hungry for more, Seeking the tasty, Delectable treats, You can not find at the store
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peace is perception
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What's done is done, regrets change nothing.
Absolute Zero -When you want to be cool, this is the spot.
*TheWritersMeow *Apophysis
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