Pink Roses


Her mind was calm
until she saw
those pink roses.

Now, with his help,
she starts dissolving;
dissolving and
running into puddles.

She can’t stop the ache,
which clouds her mind and
blurs the pink roses.

There is only one cure;
only the trees need stare now.

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