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The Rose

Thorns all over
Leaves so green
Petals so red
Blood red
Drip, Drip, Drip
It's bleeding
Blood drops from petals
Turns the water pink
The water turns darker
With each drop
Wrap it up
Stop the bleeding
It wilts
from lack of love
It droops
from lack of care
It turns brown
It turns black
The rose is dead.





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