Grieving is like a black rose you buy
From the store but it isn't like black
Rose you buy from the store, Grieving is real and you never get over it you
Just find another way to go on, , ,
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lovely poem that reminds me of my mum dying on my Birthday how I miss her Bravo: (
Nice poem, emotions of a bereaved daughter. Good.
Nicely expressed thoughts and feelings, very passionate with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched...