I’m a black rose,
Rare and Beautiful,
Attractive to some,
Bizarre to some,
Beware of the dead black rose
The petals are fragile, breaks easily
The thorns are venomous, Cuts easily
The fragrance is beautiful, mesmerises easily
Once you hold it and get a taste of both love and hate, you can’t let go.
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Author:
Shaheer Agha (
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- Category: Reflection
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