Twisted Thorn

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
T'is but a mystery.

Submitted: March 27, 2015

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Submitted: March 27, 2015



Of all the things that we forsake.The dreams that we mark forlorn. Black bitterness, cold winter, hot hatred, loving temptation these emotions, how long they simmer.

.Of all the things that we take for granted. The realities around us, how fragile they can be. The fading thoughts of you and me, bittersweet.

Take this flower, its broken beneath, at the stem, its heart has been condemned. The lush colors turn to grey, the dust gathers on your picture frame.

This heart is freezing today, without you here to warm me. All my lives desires are caving in, and it seems that I can't just win, that maybe what could of been.

So I say to you, come home. Come home. Theres a ware between my reality and fantasy and this fight for you is all I've ever known. Ever known.

so come home.

This twisted thorn, left forlorn, reaches out to the light. come swift come fast, and hold me in the night.


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