Red Roses

by pInKYbOO   Aug 6, 2007


Red fine roses,
Simply hung out to dry.
Everytime a petal fell,
The roses starts to cry.
I take my place as a rose,
And feel the pain.
Everytime my tears,
Come falling down
You run away,
And escape the rain.

Written By: Liezl L.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tomo Takino

    Comparing true beauty to a rose, when yours is simply just the same.