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my missing white rose

im the black rose

im the death and rebirth of ones self beginning

for u are my all.

 

Im wanting and witing of  the white rose of mine.

 

Im missing our cuddles and the fragrance from when

i carressed your neck with my stroke of my affectionate

ways was more then pure of heart i give u my all.

 

i missing the ways u feel with evey touch from ur body

for i was ur slave and bounded by our love.

 

 I remember the way you moved the way u walked

with the wind blowing throught her hair.

 

You was my rock and u give me littel back i was your toy miss used

and rerely wanted but i was ok with that for u are my white rose.

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starlin-vander Creativity - Poem published by 9 months ago ()

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weeweehong11 weeweehong11

wow that was a amzing poem

9 months () (Permalink)

wow that was a amzing poem

hi my name is peter ive been a cutter and ive been picing at my scabs for  5 years now  but im trying to stop my outlet is listing to music just message me if you want to chat

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