About ‘the rose’ by anne droogsma
Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need I say love, it is a flower and you are its only seed It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking, that never takes…
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My name is Anne.
I regularly go out with my camera. I do so with great pleasure and always find gifts appearing on my screen.
This I want to share!
