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Everest Rose
cold roses strewn secured my love
engendering that rude wayward fire
moving my heart to defy tomorrow
trapping me amid my frank desire
she left only thorns stuck in my mind
without a word I was left overturned
ship-wrecked shocked and abandoned
I watched from afar as my life burned
her place was rank with faded roses
the old perfume of eternal betrayal
in he...
Tuesday 25th August 2020 11:39 am
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