The Rose Poem by Evelyn Knight
The Rose
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He tears the rose petal by petal
Laughing crulely cold, like metal
He eats the thorns and smils in contempt
He stores the remians worth being kept.
The rose crys crimson tears of blood
Now a river soon a flood
The beast just chuckles and says it wont help.
He says there is no hope as long as fear is what he smells.
Friday, June 24, 2011
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