Kissing couples
Holding hands
A dozen gifts
All in red
And here I stand
With one black rose
To celebrate
Black Tuesday
Diamonds, pearls
Candies and bouquets
Thousand whispers
Of undying love
And here I stand
Empty handed
Celebrating Black Tuesday
Cherubs
Cupid
And the lot
Dance and play
Guilded in red and gold
Their story is over sold
Too many couples
And too many well wishes
I turn to go
To celebrate
My own Black Tuesday
Monday, February 13, 2012
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Spite is a petty thing, most especially when seen on the mirror
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