Memory

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
How I felt when I understood that my dreams were shattering.

Submitted: February 11, 2017

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Sinistically cold, sinfully beautiful and yet so pure,

I rediscovered sweet inquisitiveness in the pearls on petals of the rose and also to my doubts the cure,

As the sun rises higher,

The warmth that had nurtured those pearls become the raging fire,

And as I look on helplessly those peral like dewdrops disappear,

Leaving  only a trail of water behind,

As the only memory of its existence in my mind.

 


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