Mog Salnovski Poems

I live on your street
You Pass me every day
I am invisible, but I'll tell you my story.
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Roses are red,
Violets are dead.
Roses are bleeding,
Violets freezing.
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Two wild horses,
Faster than Time.
Hooves beating to the sound of the rain.
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Roses are red with blood from the thorns of love
Red with the hearts they have slain
Red with the fire, the passion, the anger
Roses, the warriors of love.
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