Rose

Standing there tall and beautiful

Attempts to kill u are only futile

Lovely crimson shows on your outer skin

The color of envy deep within

Grown from a seedling into vines

given to me...now your mine

opened up into a bloom

facing a world of doom

Growing more each day

slowly your petals fall away

razors of thorns become dull

Forever falling away never to be whole

Now you start to shrivel up

Slowly dying in this empty cup

Even tho dead each petal still glows

Because u will forever be my precious rose