The Rose

by IdTakeABulletForYou   Nov 4, 2006

The roses' thorns cut through my skin,
A drop of blood falls down;
My heart is broken, my soul is burnt...
I'm falling to the ground.

The rose you gave me long ago,
I hold onto it still;
A love that was lost long ago;
A love for which I'd kill...

I know I'll never let it go,
This rose composed of blood...
The more and more I miss you
Means the deeper the thorns go.

You kissed me on the cheek,
and then you handed me this rose...
And even on my deathbed,
I will never let it go...

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Thank you,
~Stephen White


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  • 10 years ago

    by Yumi

    Wow i really like ur poem...that is so cool. i can relate

  • 11 years ago

    by Quiet One

    Very good poem! keep it up!

  • 11 years ago

    by Nicolle

    Another great poem do you write from personal experience? Keep it up

  • 11 years ago

    by amber

    Its really good but idk maybe you could add a little more but otherwise good job. keep it up.

  • 11 years ago

    by Anonymous Angel

    beautiful i have no other words for it, its very sweet and the flow is great (as usely)
    you really have talent;)
    kisses stephanie

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