Bella (issa_bella) wrote in vibrant_ink,
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Dying Roses

My short raspy breath is the only thing that breaks the silence in the darkened room
The sun rises and the break of the new day streams through the white cotton curtains
Unveiling a new life that I must continue, without the presence of you
My head rests against the dark blue paint that is peeling off my walls
I sit on the floorboards and count the number of dying roses that are next to me
Their dirty brown leaves fall through my fingers, just as your life did when you found me
My heart is beating still, but Im waiting for the day it rots, so I can be with you
Halfway there Im sure, my blood will someday be the colour of my dying roses
My mind will rejoice as I walk down the empty hall, with the sight of yellow daisies in my eyes.
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