Field Of Roses Poem by Rebecca Hall

Field Of Roses



I lay here dying
In a field of roses
Trapped between the void
Of light and darkness
Crying tears of blood

Wishing you were here
I pick up a rose
Holding it in my gloved hands
Slowly it turns to ashen black
Slipping between my fingers

Like my heart
I close my eyes
For the last time

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