The  Dead Roses Bleed Red

The Dead Roses Bleed Red

A Poem by lordofmadmen

The roses are dead
blood bleeds red
I can not get you out of my head
Sometimes I wish I was dead
 

© 2017 lordofmadmen



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I just recently started watching the TV series called, "Mad Men."

Death is never a good answer. In many ways it's like no answer at all as few hear what is spoken afterwards. :)


Posted 4 Weeks Ago


lordofmadmen

4 Weeks Ago

Death is a sweet release from the ice grip of this dark world​ I seek the Peace not death.
dw817

3 Weeks Ago

I think it was Woody Allen who once said, “I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there .. read more
A memory, a pain, kill me

Nice poem

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

lordofmadmen

1 Month Ago

Thank, you for your review...

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The darkness that resides in the light, OH



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