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In the Rose
Contributed by
AlyCat
on
Thursday, 25th May 2006 @ 02:24:33 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Admire the radiance of an untouched rose, hidden from a torturous world, and then admire how it grows. Without monstrous influence, without words of poison to engulf it, it knows only the gardener who cares and loves it. In it’s solitude and peaceful serenity, This rose lives on with time of plenty.
This rose was blind it could not see. It could not see thru all its purity. Some call it naivety, or even immaturity, but to this rose a world of pain and hate could never be reality.
This rose it grows not only in size, it grows within to open its eyes. So then there was an ugly side. To every light there is a dark. To every day there is a night. To every rose there is a thorn. And that is where the ugly lies.
The gardener, who shows a world of love and care, only wants to pluck it and let everyone stare. He will use it for display and his own pleasure. And this poor rose, abused of its innocence, will only begin to wither.
The rose could not refuse a request. It could not say no. It could not say never. It could only think of what was best. It struggles for understanding as its world begins to spin. It asks its self why? Have I wronged? Have I sinned? Self perception is a crazy thing when all you think of is pleasing the people around you. You forget about your needs and ultimately your feeling too.
So now as it tries to fight for it’s life, it begins to realize that it has made the ultimate sacrifice. It can leave this life in peace now knowing it gave up it’s life to make some one happy. It’s only last wish is that the gardener will remember it with all of it’s purity.
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AlyCat
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2006-05-25 14:24:33] (Date/Time posted on
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