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Stories and Poems -
Untitled -
(Fall 1998)
A rose as red as blood
Has touched the lips of death
It has withered at the sight
Never to shine again
A rose as red as blood
Now brown as dirt
Has breathed its last breath
Never to breath again
As rose as red as blood
Will bleed no more...
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