Love is a rose
Love is a rose, awakened by morn,
Its beauty shines so bright.
Its fragrance lifted through the air,
Its petals know no night.
Love is a rose, surrounded by dark.
Its petals wet with tears,
The sting of its thorns are harsh and crule.
It hurts the ones so near.
- That's it. I know it may have some gramatical errors, I'm a bad speller. I don't need to know what I've misspelled. Just tell me what you think of it. Thank you.
2007-01-25
15:27:45
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Family & Relationships
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