Rose's Care
I watch, as the petals fall
dancing, as the wind make them
so joyful view, a blossom flower
with all your color
a fragile beauty, easy to torn..
only by touching, can be spoiled..
Your perfume, your scent
bring feelings for all
and good memories are made..
I hug you, with the rose's care
try not to hurt you, holding you tide
but it's not with your fragility I must be aware
your beauty is a mask for pain
'cuz thorns are hidden by petals
and poison confused with perfume..
so with gentle act, I get you closer
feeling the needles that drill my skin.
the poison will start to run, don't care
'cuz I'm already cursed, with dispair..
afraid to tear you apart..
the flower of pain..
and I hug you, with this rose's care
try not to harm you, killing me instead
my vision dims with your scent of death
all senses start to fade
'cuz thorns were hidding your petals
and poison absorbed with perfume..
but, despite all this, I still can't get away
from your deadly eyes,
dreadful beign..
.. my grave beauty.
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