both gentle and dangerous
she is the most beautiful thing,
her appearance so alluring it makes you sing
the love of a rose is the strangest thing!
her sent so delightful to make you addicted
her bebbles so soft, she makes you fly
the love of a rose so enchanting,
so sad; for when she is gone
the light fades away
it will take some time to be joyfull again.
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Author:
mick (
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Wow. I like how you drew it. It is bittersweet....and poetically symbolic of something deeper that pricks you forever, though time dulls the pain/memory?
it was nice to read that!please ensure that every word of every line starts with a capital letter...and the spelling of joyfull should be joyful!
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