《Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken》Poem 38

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"A tear fell,

From my cheek,

To your grave.

A Rose bloomed,

Out of my pain,

Out of the gore.

The steams were thorned,

They became my throne,

Of sadness.

They were thousands.

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