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Death of the Old You

April 10, 2011
By Brewhit SILVER, Tamaroa, Illinois
Brewhit SILVER, Tamaroa, Illinois
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Roses are red,
but these flowers are dead.
Violets are blue,
All this time I knew.
Withering and wilted.
Your thoughts were slightly tilted.
Lay down and closed your eyes.
Saying goodbye was no surprise.

The author's comments:
This poem could mean different things for various people. I wrote this for those who have seen people become warped by different circumstances, changing them into someone who you don't want to know. A dead man.

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Brewhit SILVER said...
on Jun. 3 2011 at 11:56 pm
Brewhit SILVER, Tamaroa, Illinois
9 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Thank you!

 


Ann314 SILVER said...
on May. 27 2011 at 6:08 pm
Ann314 SILVER, Santa Cruz, California
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Favorite Quote:
\\\"the truth is everyone is going to hurt you,you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for\\\"-Bob Marley

Good job!!