- Roses drip as trembling lip longs for the words to say.
- Embers hide the pain inside from fasting, reading, pray.
- Sunshine streams from horrid dreams of nowhere left to go.
- Clover struck by mournful luck and nowhere left to grow.
- Azure skies with teary eyes stare at the door now locked.
- Lilacs weep at wounds so deep, love and compassion blocked.
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