Saturday, September 22, 2012

The hurt a heart has here*

The hurt a heart has here*

Oh broken heart bent from stemmed rose
Hurt within as a twist in pain, I suppose
The pain comes from deep beyond the thorns
Only to be prodded deeper with its scorn
A rose that its heart that has been stained
Indelible with its suffering long to remain

Dom*Colucci 2012
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