Rose is Wilting

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Its about a girl thats feels likea rose...a witled rose

Submitted: May 17, 2012

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Submitted: May 17, 2012



She is hunched over, her green eyes dull, honey-colored waves covering most of her face. She is hiding, it seems, from from the crowd roaming the lunchroom. I used to know her, her name is Rose. Rose used to be so full of joy, shining and smiling like the sun. But, not now. Not since that day....

Her mother and baby brither were brutally murdered by the man she dared to call her father. Right before her eyes. Just before he'd gotten her, he was dragged away kicking and cursing at the top of his lungs. When I saw her the next day, it was as if the chemical change had taken place within her.

Now, she looks at me with these empty eyes, broken. Broken like a wilted flower......Wilted Rose 

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