The Rose<33
The rose you picked starts to dry.
The kiss you left me is stained on my lips.
The heart you gave me is still in my hands.
The love you showed me was so incredible.
The touch you gave me stays on my skin.
The flowers you bought are on my desk
The song you sang rings in my head.
The bear you gave me sleeps in my arms.
The chocolats you bought me, are kinda gone;]]
The letter you wrote me stays on my wall
The picture we took is still on my phone.
The drawings you gave me are in a box.
But the rose you picked is now dead and crumpled.
by Cassie K\'Lynn
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