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Too often this path is barren


I stumble my way

Into a patch of roses

And I promise you

They are not without their thorns.

The blood of my arms matches

Their beautiful petals.

Sometimes I see roses

From a great distance.


I see none at all.

Sometimes I wish

To draw my own blood.

I’d do anything

For some color.

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  1. Eli Eli

    Wow, there are so many great poems on here today, and this is one of them. I’ll do anything for some colour – is a powerful line, taking the previous lines into consideration.

  2. Just a few words and those words make a powerful statement. Nice write.

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