Quiet
Jilted
It lay there
Wilted
Hope
And Pain
Salty Eyes
Thirsty Rain
Moist cheeks
Someone cried
Said and Forgotten
But the Rose just died
Crib. Yet Another Crib. For when expectation doesn't meet your desperation, this is the best refuge you can take. I do. I run for shelter at the first sight of trouble, or so has been the case lately. I remember a quote from Helen Keller- "Life is either a daring adventure....or nothing". Am I then living in a nothingness and cursing it? Who is to be blamed?
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