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rose_garden
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typhoid
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a giant amphitheatre of roses all sizes shapes colors (grouped according to their past beliefs) a stolen silence amidst the glitter flow a nearly full moon shows secrets of subtle seduction a night under the trees
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ClairE
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Damnit, I want one to promise me one.
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ClairE
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*someone
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syringe
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I beg your pardon...
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love & hate
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You are the flower with which such beauty radiates. I am the dirt with which people walk all over and you grow in. Always joined, cannot have one without the other, but i am what gave you thorns. I'm sorry.
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love & hate
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You are the rose with which such beauty radiates. I am the ground which gets walked all over. One cannot survive without the other. I gave you your thorns. I'm sorry.
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Syrope
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you may have never promised me one but you never told me you'd destroy any i tried to start for myself
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pete
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each new whisper fills the air with estatic delight flowing from depths unseen unheard of crossroads in the horizon a blazing fire burns each new thorn each new scent a brilliance with out wonder, a joy clapsed in flames a silence, oh silence, for ever locked away in the moments of the moments of the momentary plea a million moments come and cease to be what we see in them a new thorn a new scent flowers blooming beneath unhindered flames crossroads on the horizons new games to be played where is the way the way to the way the passage beneath this hazy humid day? darkness falls and the horizon melts away into imagination silent still momentous a crossroad no more a chared out rose bush always, here we weep thinking we seep into the living earth that lies deep beneath forever and never we cry out to the sky resistance resistance let our flag fly! now we sleep alone and lost inside a large, cold box hidden from the eyes of the world just peek in and see what is there to be seen allow it to be what is thought it could be and in a moment the flower will sprout for ever and for today atleast for day and never again let this silence be our guide to that crossroad, that charred rose garden on the burning horizon
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we have one in the town ilive its so freakin huge they have a freakin festival called the "rose festival" the entire 2 km stretch is lined with stall about all kinds of shit and the garden is literally littered with roses all colours every kind of rose you could think of
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notme
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some of my roses died
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lux
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rose garden scar_garden
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In_Bloom
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And to a blind man you smell just as sweet
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In_Bloom
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Looking at the topics I have blathered and flipping them counter clockwise I imagine a skyline of sorts. Is it the skyline of the city I am going to, an outward manifestation of my constant journey? Or perhaps this is my own rose garden now with thorns, scars, little bugs and all.
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tourist
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The City Donated A Piece Of Ground To A Group To Form A Peace Memorial Rose Garden Here. They Had The Ground Cleared, And A SignPut Up. The People In The Group Have Never Been Able To Come To A Concensus Over The Design/Maintainance Ect. And So For Ten Years TheGround Has Remained Just A Piece Of Grassy Ground With A Sign, Now Fading In The Bright Florida Sun. No Shit.
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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