Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Flower in the Rain

When I was lost, once, in the wilderness,
I found a rose away from the rest.
As I was staring, I found out it was crying.
Midst the rain, why is it hurting?

I came home, one lonely night.
On my way, you walked by my side.
You asked me, "What's wrong?"
I didn't know I was crying all along.

Suddenly, I felt an indescribable pain.
That same thing with the rose back then.
My heart is filled with so much regret
about something like fate that I haven't met.

But then, you were there to comfort me.
You saved me from the insults of pain and agony.
You taught my eyes and lips to smile.
You were there, every once in a while.

But fate played a trick on me...
and you played along, so wickedly.
What's worse is that you made me believe...
That I was strong enough to move on and live.


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