Tragic is the rose never smelled
Tragic is the hand never held
Tragic is the fear never quelled
And the hope now and forever felled
Tragic is the rose never smelled
Tragic is the hand never held
Tragic is the fear never quelled
And the hope now and forever felled
You are a poet in real!!I’m glad to be a part of your poetry.keep writing dearđź‘Ť
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