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The Forgotten Rose
A maiden of the mists, in ceaseless wandering
I am haunted by the ghost of my own happiness
Captivated by Time long past, my mind ricochets
From vision to vision and back again
As I slowly stitch together the puzzle of Memory
Piece by painful piece, building an image of torment
Forgotten, you say?
Forgotten? I say nay
For my eyes sought only you
Peering blindly through the fog of dis-remembrance
And my lips warmed only to the dream of your kiss
While the void that held my heart still awaits your presence
That same heart which once I gave to you
Wounded and broken, now lies bleeding in your hands
Forgotten, you say?
Forgotten? I say nay
For I see your face in every sweet rose that blooms
And the shell of my heart remembers you anew.
By Marie Bruce
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