As she cries
her tears become ice
numbing her face,
she feels as if she cant breath
her pain;
She wishes she could bury
with the roses she is turning into ash
while she begins to turn into stone...
in her fear she shakes;
She cries out in despair
What did I do wrong? she screams into the empty air
What did I do wrong?
watching healplessly as a rose petal is so wrathfully torn from her fingers
by a dry wind;
It is going to rain
she sighs
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