Sunlight falls on autumn fields
As I walk inside in my dreams
A dozen roses fill my arms and
All of these are for my love
As petals fall from burdened hands
I carry it to loves embrace
And as I pass through shadowed dreams
And autumn fields begin to fade
I face the darkness of my dreams
And face the pain inside of me.
For in my arms no roses live
And love is gone like burning fields
As I am bound to shadowed grief
And face this world alone again
My red rose petals wilt and die
And tear my heart in sacrifice
for there's a grave inside my dreams
And roses grow from memory.
A Poem, By The Dark Poet Byron
Monday, December 29, 2008
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