The Rose - Poem by Jessica Howard
Every rose has their true colours! ? Everyone awaits to find out if its their true destiney to be that colour of that rose? But why does it take so long for that flower to bloom? I guess you will never realise how strong you really are! Everyone laughs at your jokes your magic colour heart of gold but you know your rose.
Every tear of joy the rose grow quicker than you think! Do you know what that rose is really called?
No want me to tell you?
Its your heart!
Every smile, tear, every heart beat, scream means your a true rose that shines brighter than everyone elses!
No matter what you just have to remember your important to everyone but yet your stronger than ever because of your true colours, personality that shines brighter than you think...
Never let your self get the advantage taken of you... Your better person than you think you are the person in charge of every rose that belongs to you.
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