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Roses
The thorns pierce through my skin
My blood stains the white peddles
It may smell and look beautiful, but
it's evil
It's taste is bitter
It's the symbol of his love
He hands me a rose before
he breaks my heart
We loved each other
He left
I sat at home waiting
for him to come back to me
His bunk mate hands me a
letter
My eyes over flow with tears
And as I read start to end
My love is stronger even
though his time is up
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