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She looks to the sky,
and she sees clouds of smoke.
An orange glow shines high,
and she smells burning oak.
Suddenly flames surround her,
and cut off her path.
She runs through the fire,
for fear of the aftermath.
But she can't escape,
the flames move in closer.
Covered in a thick smoke cape,
she holds her composure.
The flames quickly take her,
and her body is gone.
She was so pure,
her soul still lives on.
And in eternal rememberance,
her pure love still shows,
in the unparalleled elegance,
of the beautiful and illustrious....black rose.
- Title: Black Rose
- Artist: Verouche
- Description: this is my first post. be honest with the ratings ok?
- Date: 02/18/2009
- Tags: black rose
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Comments (7 Comments)
- AngelLovePM - 01/29/2010
- AWESOME!
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- Jenocide Doll - 04/14/2009
- that was lovely!!
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- WolfCubed - 02/26/2009
- thats so pretty!!!
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- farasha hellwaa - 02/22/2009
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Sorry if this is long, but...
hi! long time no see. i like the poem. i love the agdatives (sorry about spelling) you used in the first poem. "An orange glow shines high, and she smells burning oak." Thats really good. but you know what you can add to the poem? Something that describes the "she." for example, when you said orange glow shines high, there could be something like, "just like her hair" i dont know. but i just feel like it needs a little something about her. - Report As Spam
- AngelLovePM - 02/22/2009
- I can almost smell the scent of smoke in the air and feel the passed soul of the black rose. AWESOME
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- Shinzui Kisaragi - 02/21/2009
- You never told me you wrote poetry! That makes me mad! Oh well, you have a wonderful talent for it!
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- IrianaDawn - 02/21/2009
- Rogue this is excellent! Your words flow beautifully, and you have a true talent for poetry. 5/5
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