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My Woman, My Rose

April 30, 2010
By siqnedkayx3 BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
siqnedkayx3 BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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". . . we cannot become what we need by remaining what we are . . ."


How much my woman quite resembles a rose.
Though it may seem her face is demure,
My woman is the kindest here.
There she stands, in that strong woman pose.

Her facial expression so relentless,
As a rose's thorns so merciless.
But her touch divulges her pureness,
Like an opening rose, never erroneous.

But soon shall my rose deteriorate.
Though her time not squandered away.
Enlighted my rose is day by day,
My woman's ways I hope to assimilate.

No, I cannot recoup for troubles I put her through.
I know she didn't expect me to comport too.
Like a new rose always recoiling back,
My mother's love bigger than a rivulet.



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on Jul. 19 2010 at 7:08 pm
siqnedkayx3 BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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". . . we cannot become what we need by remaining what we are . . ."

Thank You :) Means Alot

~@sH~ BRONZE said...
on May. 20 2010 at 11:32 am
~@sH~ BRONZE, Buena Vista, Colorado
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Uhmmmmmmmmmm.......IDK

Your are really good,

Awsomeness

And you should keep up with this