Petals of the Past
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From the pages
Of a broken book
I plucked her
Cowering and
Cornered between
Dogeared sheets
And dusty prose
She lay
Cast aside
Neglected
Chucked away
Forgotten
This rose had
Its day
I tucked her
Into my pocket
Fingers folding
No word spoken
Simply gazes
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