Unforgiven, by Cindi Rambeau
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When you fall like a rose faded into darness
No~one can help pull you back
from the internal hell
which you call your life
you know there isnt anything you can do
but except your fate
and live the life of darkness which you dwell
and accept your misserable exsistance
until there is no more life in your rose
so you find yourself being unforgiven
no more raging innocents
just constant reminders of you fate
and your life of hell
bitterness and hatered fill your very soul
until what once was a beautiful rose
turns black and rotten to its core
when the last pedal of the rose falls
then you will be able to find your eternal peace
but by then its to late .............
written by C.R.
aka : a_rose_faded_into_blackness
07-18-02
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Posted: 2006-01-01 10:05:21 UTC |
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