In the trash are pieces of shattered dreams that got swept away. Off to the side is a room full of sadness and beside it a room full of happiness. Lying on the floor in a blanket of hope that I curl up in after a long day. Rose Love grows up and breaks through a crack in the ground. Growing stronger with every tear dropped from the angels in the sky.
Love starts to wither and turn ugly as things turn grey and cold.
A soft White blanket comes down and wraps around love. Love lies down on the blanket and peacefully dies. All rights reserved.