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The roses were like black ice, dark as night.
They lived in a crystal vase were they
were fed their daily juice. My heart
shivered to see them, they were
toxic. Yet I noticed
there was one that was
still red. One with
a healthy
pulse. Its
green
leaves
vibrant.
Its cobra
sting intact. Just
one still with a heart.
An unmistakable
life strength. It was on this one
flower I wagered my money.
It was this one rose I knew who would
take the lead and all the rest would follow.
September- 21- 2014
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
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