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Perish

Posted by Hazel Dream on 5:00 PM
I am a leaf of the gypsy spring
Unattainable, restless at the mercy of egotistic ambition
Sometime silent summer visits me
Like an ignorant slippery youth
I live on foolish hope of her silent grave
Where I will perish with the fragrance of her memories

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3 Comments


do u consciousely let go of the slippery summer? be careful lest its too late and you see her grave's just died nd withered away...

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hmm its ok lets summer go ...autumn wll come soon


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