Lost somewhere in the deep is a rose

From what roots does it grow?

No tears or fears haunt this grove

Love flickering softly like a light

but even the brightest heart cant pierce the night

hardly knowing what is wrong from what is right

grey and trembling the anxiety unfolds

intentions under words untold

with weakening resilience to just to move forward is bold

moving in circles at insanitys last wit

her untold story remains unwrit

broken pieces of a heart that just dont fit



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Chelsea Boyd
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