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About This Poem
The Rose
The Rose
The rose stems its beauty
Outside of all the flowers bloomed
Thorns grown by its side through mystery
To protect the rose from doom
Each petal stands firm to the test of winds
Trying not to surrender to the lost of their space
In the meantime, the sun vowed to only show their wings
When their ready to fly like angels as they sway to heaven’s place
The rose finally surrendered its fight today
Stood tough against the edge of time
Petals kissed the rain as it drowned its existence away
The sun soon came out to shine on the petals left behind
Slowly in the sky above petals begin to dance
Like fragile wings of an angel that found a way to mend
On the ground where the rose once left nature in its trance-
The thorns lay lifeless unable to protect the rose once again
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