Thursday, January 14, 2016

For Lost Lives (for all the senseless loss of lives)

Image result for a dying rose

Sometimes she clutches on to memories
Maybe to yesterday when everything was whole
Now there are shattered fragments all over
And its missing the lives that held it together

Maybe it will one day recover
When the world ends its bloody tasteless murder
When weapons are thrown down
And lovers reconciled
Maybe it will one day recover its splendor

Sometimes those memories are best kept hidden
Maybe in a closet only opened on occasions
Its the only way to carry on living
Or it will be the hardest to encounter
Lost memories, insane tragedies are best left for others to ponder..

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