Black RoseA Poem by Silent FlameDead, broken and sad once a beautiful red now a depressing black dried up, and hard but still has many thorns, long and sharp no matter how dark and sad this rose is it's strong powerful and still beautiful with every dark moment a thorn grows it can never truly die the most wonderful thing, although dark the strongest the black rose
© 2013 Silent FlameAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSilent FlameOttawa, CanadaAboutI've been writing poetry since i was 8 and I am almost 15 years old and writing is a hobby of mine and possible choice of job. And my poetry is based off of my feelings and past/memories -Suggestions.. more..Writing
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