White Rose

By Theo

White rose

White rose

Your beauty comes and goes

No one knows

No one sees

Your hidden thorns.

White rose

white rose

So hidden yet so seen

Your metallic thorns gleam

You were once a White rose,

White rose

till your petals painted red

By a girl trying to hide her own dread

Now a Red rose.

petals start to shrivel

thorns are worn

Oh, Red rose

Red rose

Deeper hurt

Deeper red

Still the keeper of her dread

Yet, There’s not much more to give.

Are your thorns your protection or her demise

I can see it in her eyes

That your thorns are the killer

Or is she

Or is it everything else?

Red rose

Red rose

Held in her hands a final time

So red, petals turn to black

Petals fall

Petals falling

Once a white rose

Petals gone

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