Friday, September 25, 2009

My Own Bed Of Roses

To lie in a bed of roses,
To feel the silkiness against my skin,
The fragrance
How it comforts me,
Though feeling so alone,
Once again.
There was a time
When skies weren't cloudy,
And it seldom ever rained,
But as the clouds begin to rumble,
Once again there's so much pain.
So I'll lie in my bed of roses,
And wait till the storm subsides,
And use the petals from my bed,
To wipe away the tears I've cried.

Just for tonight...

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