Trampled on a bed of roses,
so
quickly
did
destroy.
Trampled on a bed of roses,
in
hopes
of
a
mystified
joy.
The beauty that once bloomed here
Has faltered far beyond repair.
The dust left on the old pair of shoes
Only to replace is an untruthful new.
The bed that was destroyed by clumsy feet
remains
broken
your
heart
never
to
retreat.
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