The everlasting rose
With petals crimson red
They never wilt, they never fall
Unlike how I fell for you
A long stem made from steel
It doesn't crumble, snap or break
Unlike how I crumbled when you left
My heart shattered at your feet
Razor sharp thorns
That tore through my soul
Allowing the darkness to deep through
The everlasting rose
Stays shiny and new
Contrasting how damaged I became
I wanted your everlasting love
Now all I have is this everlasting rose.
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Author:
Harlequin Hearts 🖤 (
Offline) - Published: January 28th, 2021 16:26
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Welcome to MPS, itmoabg!
Well written, I like the metaphor of the steel rose.
Beautiful emotive write itmoabg.
Welcome to MPS.
Quite a beautiful rendition of how it feels to be a beautiful worthy soul cast aside in love.
With a nom-de-plume like yours, beware of a "ready to pounce" lurking romeo who resides in MPS with already a history of conquests to his name.
Yes, there are even poetic wolves.
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