Pedals and thorns

The rose in all her beauty

Laid there

Life less

Tarnished pedal

After pedal

Stale like her emotions

One by one

You picked them up

Careful not to break them

For you understood how fragile they were

When you watered her

You also watered your thorns

Ready for blood

Ready to defend

The beauty that was her

With all your strength

You held her head up

For you understood

That to bloom

You needed each other

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