A New Woman

The love rose

The roses were cut.
No more sunshine or rain.
In the vase by the window gazing at the other flowers.
Except soon they all died...
Except this one rose that had stayed blooming and easy as breeze our carbon dioxide flowed.
This one rose that didn't die i represent it to you.
Because you gave it the strength and the life.
Because this is love.
Your love kept me going and you are the rose and so you gave it life.
So it never had a chance to die, because of your love for me.
This is a special rose that we will keep forever and ever.


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The love rose

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