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The Bleeding Rose
"The Bleeding Rose" A rose so beautiful with crimson lips Slain by pain, and drowned by drops of rain that drips Into the stem that locks in venom, Stunting her growth Staggering strength and thorns that grip The hands that touch her tips They Bleed Her petals needing to be caressed But her thorns are sharp and continue to cut Deep inside her gut lies a love that lost its luster A heart like steal but cannot be stolen Shattered, Battered, Cracked, Broken, Nothing poetic about the process And words go unspoken so nothing is heard Yet, her heart is silenced in Spoken Word She suffocates as she tries to break free She can't breathe She searches for an air that taints her lungs Skies remain unclear and it feels like her spirit's been hung What a death to die Too many times they've tried to tackle the thing that makes it tougher than tar A prisoner chained, gagged, and mocked behind bars She cuts herself over again to escape the pain And bleeds in the battle of shame Once again the rose is clipped She is tormented by mind games And wishes she never knew his name But she knows, And still her stem grows So close… She starts to bloom But the water drowns her at the roots And once again it's too late and her petals begin to close
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