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February 13, 2019


I often write poems, here is one that I wrote when I was young.


"Devil's Heart/Black Rose


Oh, beautiful rose of mine, 

How you have sprung this lovely spring. 

You gave it all to me, 

Still I can not feel a thing. 


As black as my heart might be, 

You are still inlove with me. 

Or maybe you just have yet to see, 

How crypled my heart is?


But, how I love you

under the fogs of mist.

You are the bright horizon 

at my dark, night sky.


So, I ask in my own devilish way:

Where have you been 

In this endless night of mine?


Because, when your calls echoes

through the silence, 

I can not see me calling back.


Oh, Devil's Heart of mine, 

What have you done to my life?

Blackened by other's hearts

I can not see what you mean to me.


Oh,how I love you,

My black rose with thorns, 

But you are just as blind as me".


The poem demands a bit of work. For example, it isn't consisting when it starts with a rhyme and then continue without it. But, I decided to keep it as close to the original as possible and post it here on the blog. I hope you'll enjoy it!


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