White Rose
A green stem gives life to a blossoming rose.
Its petals soft as silk and a pure white snow.
The rose, so beautiful it causes one's eye to water.
The water falls onto the petal
And one tear becomes many.
They won't stop.
The sun falls and the moon shines.
Stars glisten in the abyss,
Flecks of light in dark.
The white rose,
A star on Earth,
Was so beautiful.
you caress the silk petals.
It's shining glow reminds you of the hope once lost.
Your eyes close.
It's all gone now.
And the last thing to remind you of who you were,
the white rose dyed a crimson red.
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