Rose (alex)

by Lyss is dead   Dec 21, 2004


A rose represents
beauty and grace
but when I see a rose
I somehow see your face

the face of the one
that tore down my pride
and made me eternally
bleed deep inside

You gave me a rose
when you said I" I love you"
I thought that you meant it
I thought it was true

but you tore down my pride
and left me in shame
and I can no longer deal with
this resounding pain

I hope you understand
what you have caused
the rose given is dead
and our friendship is lost

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