Every Rose has its ThornsA Poem by Miss SuicideMy English assignment was to write about nature. This is what I came up with.A beautiful red rose Fragile and frail Trying to be perfect Always told she'll fail The most beautiful red rose Living among tulips They don't understand pain The sun removes hardships Planted in the shade She is so alone A garden of misery Is where she was grown As the years go on As she's getting older The nights are getting longer Winter's getting colder No longer innocent She's fading to grey A wilting rose She's slipping away Her crimson colour changes While her petals fall Will anyone notice she's gone Would they care at all Once a perfect flower Now a memory No longer trapped Now her soul is free © 2008 Miss SuicideReviews
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6 Reviews Added on February 22, 2008 AuthorMiss SuicideOHAboutThere are two sides to every story. And mine is literately night and day. By night; I am a sadist, masochist, pessimist, and just about every other malicious -ist you could think of. My mind runs a mi.. more..Writing
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