My only peace
Is in my dreams
No tears in sleep
No demons scream...
They fail to see the beauty
...In the dying of a rose
As winter steals her innocence
She withers in repose...
Sometimes I wish that I was dumb
And failed to comprehend logical sense
Sometimes I wish that I was numb
Content to exist under a false pretense
But I can't deny the truths I know
Soft petals close and Kiss the Snow...
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