the blood red petals are scattered all over the floor
mixed in with the wrong notes, the wrong words at the wrong time,
the scent of death on the memories of autumn,
the hint of failure laced throughout,
and all the golden victories.
a life unfinished.
Monday, April 20, 2009
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