Black Rose
Petal by petal my black rose is dying. Weeping blood as it's stem turns brown. With
its beauty forever gone and its heart not beating, it shall die. His leafs fall off and
his last petal unclasps from him. Finally, he is left in complete silence as his last black
petal falls to his feet. As for him, he falls to the ground, dead, as the last petal hits
the ground.
-Kallie Mason
Copyright © Kallie Mason | Year Posted 2011
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