~White Roses~
“I am not what happened to me , I am what I chose to become”-Carl Jung
the glass beauty
finally broke
petals of glass
a new sigh
basking in
the reflected glory
of childhood
red mournful lips
china blue eyes
and unspoken words
and unspoken words
you wanted me to see
Snow White
to still believe in magic
I was wondering
why you wanted me to miss Micheal Jackson
but I understand now
you wanted me to hold on to
the fragile shell
of innocence
white roses
in the dark debrisof innocence
white roses
you stand against the tide
and that is no small thing
you're a thief
regal
and ragged
like a rose petal
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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