My Love

A pale white rose

Dipped in blood

Given to the one that rose and fell.

Six feet underground

Will rise one day,

In a memory

In a dream

In a nightmare.

Rest in peace please

My dearest

My darling one

The knife in your heart

Still covered in blood

Still stabbed in your heart. 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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