A rose is like a relationship
Both start by giving one to the other
Then each Bloom into Life and Energy
Their mission is to just LOVE!
Then comes the ups
and
Downs
Both Looking
Down
and slowly changing
The relationship turns Blue
The Rose turns Black
Both are drying and dying
Finally, all that is left...
Is a lonely person
Holding onto memories and a Dead Rose!!!
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12/29/94
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