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THE ROSE
Contributed by
chrisdavid
on
Friday, 15th October 2010 @ 12:50:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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I pick up a flower
I touch its thorn
I'm feeling the pain you've felt since you were born
In this rose
The petals are red
It symbols your blood
You've been cut so many times you've stained the mud
Below this rose
Have you now faced all that you can face?
Is it your fear all that you can taste?
Is this why you're standing in this space
With a rose?
The stem seems so long
Longer than your years
What makes you cry all of these tears
Into a rose?
Only you can stop this hate
Only you are the one who knows
Only you can change this fate
With this rose...
The flower has died
Withered like your soul
Because all the answers you wanted to know
Was in that rose
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chrisdavid
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2010-10-15 12:50:50] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: THE ROSE
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Friday, 15th October 2010 @ 09:27:06 PM AEST (User
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Sad yet beautiful like the rose.
Blessings,
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