Far away there is a door.
Behind it hides a red rose.
Growing from the floor.
A metalic sent invades my nose.
The thorns drip tears.
Whispers buzz my ears.
But ive never felt that much peace than in this room.
I lie down next to that rose and around me let it bloom.
This is quite an important poem for me, its meaning is very personal.
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steph 💿
waow i actually love this
Thank youuu
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