Thou Rose, Beast Of Blood Poem by Bianca Diana

Thou Rose, Beast Of Blood



A Rose thou art,
Whose fame is great;
Yet for your part
You will slay
The touch that comes too near
By way of thorns which lust for life,
To keep thine own gowns drenched
Within thy rich red sea.
Oh, Beast of Blood, my life for thee!

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