In the shade of the old garage,
alone, with no possibility of marriage,
stood Rose, by another name.
A story could be told
of her past,
her future,
but words do not exist,
as neither does she.
In the shade of the old garage,
alone, with no possibility of marriage,
stood Rose, by another name.
A story could be told
of her past,
her future,
but words do not exist,
as neither does she.