Pastel on paper.I dreamt of a petal. it fell in a lake of tears.....and was lost in the winds of change. singled out among the crowd, desparate i was.....in my search for the flower,from which it fell. i bled in the thorns of hate, i bathed in the aroma of its scent......when i found the rose i searched.......i saw it bloom with the petals it lost........
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