Guilt.

A broken rose trampled 'neath

the voice of careless thought,

fallen petals ripped away

upon a thorn are caught.

Bitter call the restless winds

to tear the petals down,

as silent fall all shaming tears

that perfect bloom to drown.

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Interesting write.

Nicely stated.  --  Stephen

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Thank you Stephen. sue.

Thank you Stephen. sue.

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Thank you, I tried to capture

Thank you, I tried to capture all the emotions and confusion when spmeone

inadvertently hurts another. :)

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"Upon a thorn are caught"

We could all be nicer. People who are unkind to horribly violent do not feel guilt, too busy bullying and practicing me-onlyism. Now is the time for helping, not wising or doing harm. Evil does not experience Guilt. Sad.

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Great lines. Well articulated the result of ill sent actions and words. "Do no harm" part of the hypocratic oath.
~S~ 



Lady A