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A Red Rose

Starting as a little seed,
He watered you every day
Wishing you would hurry up and bloom
Everything had to be perfect

First it was your roots
Shortly followed by your shoot
Weaving your way through the soil
All moist until you reached the heat

The sunlight made you wake
From the closed sleepy bud
To your basic leaves
Spreading to inhale all the scents

You were still to bare for him
Again he watered you
Washing your leaves and stem
Still empty, you needed to grow

Days went by, nights seemed to get shorter
You twitched and buds appeared more vacant
Cracks were being formed
And petals opened to the sunny sky

He gazed at you when he stirred
You were the perect one
The perfect flower
The one with the largest and fullest heart

Your colour stood out infront of the others
Broad and spread, your petals like wings
Catching the breeze,
Even with your thorns so sharp

He gripped you firmly round your stem
Fingers being pricked
But no pain could stop him

He walked foward
Pacing himself against her skin
Placed you on her hand
And walked away

She held on tight
Watching him back track his path
Without a singal glance
She looked down

You never knew you could do so much
Mean so much to one person
Mean little to another
But your red stood out on the black

Awoken her life
Like the life he gave you
Gave her something that she needed
You were her start of hope

Author notes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lzs1ewTwRCE&NR=1
Random poem, but i was bored

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  • drapedindarkness
    July 24

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    Sweet and sad
    Full of the good and the bad
    Love destroys and heals hearts
    We long to take loves poisened darts
    And within these words it flickers so
    Let your heart with your age grow
    Forget spelling mistakes right now my poetic friend
    These things come good in the end


  • glitterydoom
    July 22

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    was you roots <-- your

    still to bare <-- too

    oerect one <-- perfect

    wit hthe <-- with the

    i like the ending. its sweet (:

    Your colour stood out infront of the others
    Broad and spread, your petals like wings
    Catching the breeze,
    Even with your thorns so sharp <-- but thats my favourite stanza

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