Bloom   Author:  62066  Category:(Poetry) Created:(10/25/2003 4:46:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (392 times) Look at the flowers in bloom, Made of stone like my tomb, My sleepy mind can hardly remember, Last time I first dismembered, Flowers in bloom. My heart is broken, And my shirt is soaken, In the blood, And dirty mud, Flowers in bloom. Play away the sea, The times wait not for me, My guts on the floor coz I shove, Out all my silent love, Flowers in bloom. I have nothing left, I have no excess, Flowers in bloom. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  62066 ( Click here ) Spring is coming