this black rose

when I see a rose I see love and pain. when a rose blossom I see what beauty we have in this world. when a rose petal fallen I see what have fallen in this world. when I prick my finger on a thorn I see the pain this world. when I see the blood from my finger I see the blood we shed in this world. when the rose dies I see all the death in this world.

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