Red Rose
Concealed petals
Hide it’s true identity.
In a matter of time
They shrivel,
Slowly revealing the truth,
Turning…
Blood drips from dry leaves.
No longer fresh
No longer a sign of love
Misery,
Death,
Leading new paths
Turning…
A trail of blood trickles on.
Tear filled eyes slowly close
Running down red cheeks-
Clear, miserable drops
Widening, a bloodthirsty trail
River forms
Turning…
A life of sadness follows
Love no longer a question
But fear over what has happened
Wounded wrists bleed out pain,
Pain secretly hidden from the world
Still widening, a raging river
Turning…
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