A Rose ๐น
It is a Rose it looks like a Rose The red petals By nature exposed Is it a Rose? The petals so few The colour so mute Where is the Juice Red is the colour But not in this Rose This Rose is brown In that corner standing alone But In that moment I admired the Rose Though the seller violently picked it and said it must be disposed It must be disposed? It's still a rose Not Good enough? "Ha ha, not when It looks like that, Its ugly and old" And just like that The end came for that Rose. So I tell you now Paint yours with red. Splash water with the hose Do something quick And hide it where no now knows
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