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Feb 19 2010

The Sick Rose

Posted by: Gone With the Wind in Poems, tags: , ,

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

— William Blake

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