The shallow black rose,
Hidden in shadows.
The bloody black rose,
Covered in guilt from the path she chose.
The shy black rose,
For her mind has froze.
The thorny black rose,
Who pricks anyone to close to her.
I should know the black rose well...
For I am her.
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