Rose Without Petals

November 29, 2009
By melina BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
melina BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
4 articles 1 photo 8 comments

I come,
To You,
A Tampered,
Broken,
Rose without petals,
Decayed and rotten.
But instead,
Of turning me down,
You take my beaten up stem,
Into Your hands,
And love me,
Like a beautiful rose,
And take care of me.
Anyone else,
Would’ve taken a glance,
And looked the other way.
For who could love a rose without petals?
You.
You love me,
For my good qualities,
Not for my past,
Or for my sins,
You see me in a way,
That I can’t see myself.



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on Dec. 18 2009 at 10:19 pm
QuoteMe BRONZE, Hudson, Wisconsin
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I love it. I goes along really well and the feeling in it is phenomenal.

on Dec. 15 2009 at 2:57 pm
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