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Tic in Poetry & Free Verse

The broken rose fields.

"Your soul, floating amidst a field of nine hundred and ninety nine roses.

Each rose representing one broken, aching and destroyed heart.

All softly singing, echoing your name, hoping to reach your consciousness.

Swaying brilliantly and patiently in the wind, awaiting you to join them, becoming the rose marked 'one thousand'.

The greatest heart break.

"We are waiting", they whisper at last."