Inconsistancy Blooms Vibrant

Sweet agony,
So irate with the blossoming of love
The petals opening to create new life
A new wonder to this world
The petals grow old so quickly
For that rose was never meant to be
The thorns still lay about
Pricking anybody that comes near its shriveled body
Winter will help it decay

Sweet irony,
How love has never gown so loud
Sweeping through a head of mischief
The rose grows again in the spring
Its old life just a dreadful atrocity
The new awakens the senses around it
People fall in love and rebirth
Spring time rose will run its course

Sweet life
Roses flock the field
That one rose blossomed to many
Although seasons have passed
Winters were brutal
Winds were harsh
The rose still stands
With many others of its kind
The breeding ground for the future





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