My life like a rose so frail...

My life like a rose so frail and small…My tears like a river so blue and cold…My life like darkness so black and nameless…My life without breath so empty and suffocated…My life is my life that’s how it is..I’m going to live it how I want…and be happy in my own way, This is my life..Do with it anything you will not..It is mine to create..Not yours.

Life (2019)
A Single Gothic Rose wrote on March 4, 2012

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