Dear black rose

Dear black rose, You're a beauty covered in thorns, But they are not a weapon. No, for they are designed for your protection. They are a reflection of your imperfection. They are a suggestion, To others. So they hesitate and ask themselves a question. That being 'is it worth it?' Because black rose while you are a beauty covered in thorns, you are still covered in thorns. Which means you will hurt everyone that touches you. You will leave people torn. Because if they touch you they are hurt, but if they reach you? They'll see, that while you are imperfect. While you are covered in thorns. While they were torn. You are a beauty covered in thorns The thorns do not define you. That it was worth it, to see the beauty of the black rose covered in thorns. Love, Black rose