Her petals used to be so bright.
But now they fall into the darkness of the night.
She was coveted by all who passed by.
But now, it seems like it was all a lie.
Her appearance is no longer a beauty mark.
Unwanted as she wilts alone in the dark.
Out with the old and in with the new.
Said those who didn't know you.
Now like common trash you will be disposed.
Your door for love is now closed.
Will you be remembered? Nobody knows.
Just know this, nobody wants a withered rose.
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My Awesome Poems (Poetry)
PoetryRank #928 in Poetry on the 6th of June 2017 (06/06/17) Here are my awesome poems as well as sayings and random stuff to make your day. I was given the courage to do this by some amazing people. Thank you for the complements. These people are: Voltag...
