She left, on the morning of 21st of February.
She was 82.
Petals of Sorrows
A Light hits the Faded Rose,
Sapped by the Bleak Autumn.
Through the Door blows Winds of Woe,
Flutters, Petals of Sorrows.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
She Left...
The mere thought of what has happened the past week sends wafts of invisible smoke into my eyes... I couldn't write anything for quite sometime.
She left, on the morning of 21st of February.
She was 82.
Petals of Sorrows
A Light hits the Faded Rose,
Sapped by the Bleak Autumn.
Through the Door blows Winds of Woe,
Flutters, Petals of Sorrows.
She left, on the morning of 21st of February.
She was 82.
Petals of Sorrows
A Light hits the Faded Rose,
Sapped by the Bleak Autumn.
Through the Door blows Winds of Woe,
Flutters, Petals of Sorrows.
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