dangerous roses
Roses possesing such beauty
All are drawn near
Mesmerized by its waxy petals
They reach out their hand...
Gasping they quickly pull back
Trickling down their finger a little red dot
The sickening game the rose has played.
All going near know beauty
And all comming back know pain
Much like life the rose is deceiving
Flaunting her dangerous beauty from her petals to her stem
The Rose; possessing such beauty
Knows all pain
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