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POSTED ON: 12 September 2011 @ 2:09 AM | 0 comments

As stubborn as it is,
It always beat for falseness,
Or hopelessness.
As fragile as it is,
It closes as it opens,
To disallow the pain-flow.
As flowery as it is,
It speaks of rose buds,
As well as the rose thorns.
As painful as it was,
It continues to listen obediently,
And to wept secretly.
As deeper as it goes,
It hopes to hope,
For strength and courage.

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''Listen''

POSTED ON: 12 September 2011 @ 2:09 AM | 0 comments

As stubborn as it is,
It always beat for falseness,
Or hopelessness.
As fragile as it is,
It closes as it opens,
To disallow the pain-flow.
As flowery as it is,
It speaks of rose buds,
As well as the rose thorns.
As painful as it was,
It continues to listen obediently,
And to wept secretly.
As deeper as it goes,
It hopes to hope,
For strength and courage.

Labels: poem, random


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