Rose Of Twilight Poem by Steve Vaughan

Rose Of Twilight



Oh, tis a beautiful rose,
Shining in twilight,
Unlike god, it is not the light.

It is specious,
Is it not?
It gleams with death.

Hark! , I hear death scream from it,
It wants souls,
it is Satan.

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