i wonder
if anyone would love her like i do.
if anyone
would look into her pitch black eyes
and see a billion stars of her own waiting to be loved.
because, she is a dying rose.
with a beauty of her own.
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DISILLUSIONMENT.
PoetryDISILLUSIONMENT. a feeling of disappointment resulting from the discovery that something is not as good as one believed it to be. ____________________________ As you grow up your entire life changes. You realize that things that yo...
