The Rose
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by shadow
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Not once did I see the shadows
Creeping silently along the floor
And though I was consumed
The rose continued to bloom.
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by Meg
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
I see your face so clearly now
Enchanting detail
My heart weakens
My body is frail
Exotic beauty
I see you
I'm looking into your soul
This is what it's like
This is how it feels
To peer into the heart
Of the rose
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by Elizabeth Stewart
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
My face in contrast stark
There staring back at me
Evoked the ancient past
And the flower I used to be
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by Bascha
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
It sits, fluanting its beauty.
A clear symbol of his love.
But as time goes by,
His love ends.
And the beauty of the rose
Fades to only a memory.
A memory of far away,
Of days so full of love.
And the rose wilts,
Soon it dies.
So I put it up, away forever.
To remind me
Of the love he once gave.
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by Jasmine
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
It just sitting there
Like the world is in its hands
But as soon as it turns around
It gets carried like a hand
Into a place unknown
Carried to an unfamiliar face
But soon it gets a lot of credit
When everyone sees its face
Wondering why and where
It just gets more discouraged
Untill one person takes it into its own carriage
In another unfamiliar place
It thinks the only way it will make it through
Is if it lifts up its pretty, beautiful face, and tries to leave, by slithering through
Through the wonderful vase,
But it comes to know,
He is fine where he is,
Because he really never liked to be alone.
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by ALLI MIX
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
AND IT JUST SITS THERE
SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS
YET MAKING NO SOUND AT ALL.
THIS THING WE CALL A ROSE
IS SO OBLIVIOUS TO THE WORLD AROUND IT;
IT HAS NO REASON OF BEING
NO WAY OF KNOWING WHERE OR WHY IT IS.
YET THIS ROSE SOMEHOW GIVES US MEANING TO OUR LIVES.
WHO COULD'VE KNOWN HOW MUCH BEAUTY SOMETHING COULD HOLD?
WE TAKE FOR GRANTED
SOME OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS LIFE HAS TO OFFER;
BUT THIS ROSE IS HERE FOR A REASON:
IT'S HERE TO REMIND US THAT THE BEAUTY IN SOMETHING IS NOT JUST IN AN APPEARANCE,
BUT IN THE LIFE ITSELF THAT SOMETHING GIVES OFF.
THAT IS WHERE THE REAL BEAUTY COMES FROM.
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by Bunny Shimekan
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
upon a window cill
my rose is falling,
the petals my fill
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by Rachel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now a single memory
Lost inside your mind
Remember when that darling rose
held love that was dibine
Look into that darling rose and travel back in time.
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by Kristabel
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Now it’s just a memory
Of the way it use to feel
Slowly fading
Into something unreal
For this rose will cease to grow
For its life, its pride is broken
Of the rose there is no more
Just another memory
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by nickie
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
peacefuly resting
making not a sound
it's dying fate it shall be bound
The water slowly disapears
leaving the vase dry and clear
The pedals once red as
blood
wait for the dull colors to flood
one by one the leaves turn brown,
now the rose is nothing but a frown
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by CJ
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Im gonna prick you with my prickers your gonna DIE DIE DIE!
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by hannah
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
good poop now u scoop (austin)
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by jasmine
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
slowly dying from desperation
slowy curling down
the petals of the rose spiraling all around
blow in the wind
with love you send
from here to the end
everyone cries
with broken hearts to mend
please come back
its so unreal
drowning in our tears of blue teal
with this poem love is sealed.
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by nathan wyatt
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
but not my rose.
my rose dead with age.
burned by the sun and stripped of its glory.the rose lying on my gravestone is cold. no one came to vist. the rose on doubt blew over to me. already dead. the rose dead like me.
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
-
by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
-
by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
-
by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
-
by Kristina
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Deep within the red abise
The curves begin to grow
How softly the petals feel
But there sorrow they'll never show
Such beauty can be mistaken
With a rose so pure and tame
The thorns that pierce your skin
Won't make you think the same
Shadowed on the mantle
It's artistry seemed to fade
Forgotten was it's spirit
The love it brought that day
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by Pansy ass
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
THE ROSE IS SOO UGLY
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by Pansy ass
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
THE ROSE IS SOO UGLY
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by Jake Schmidt
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
thoughts of love flashed throug me as glanced at the petals, thoughts of anger tickled as stared at the thorns, life is like a rose, long stem, bumps along the way and happy times at the end, its a mirror image of our life, sitting on that mantel glisting in the light, i always say i love you, i give you my rose and also my life.
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by Jake Schmidt
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
thoughts of love flashed throug me as glanced at the petals, thoughts of anger tickled as stared at the thorns, life is like a rose, long stem, bumps along the way and happy times at the end, its a mirror image of our life, sitting on that mantel glisting in the light, i always say i love you, i give you my rose and also my life.
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by jeantte
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
i was thing to die with the rose dye with all red
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by Victoria (its lyrics from atreyu)
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
The thorns are hidden easily in its beauty
As I go to grasp it in my hand
My heart is torn beating from my chest
Let me be captivated by your beauty
Then let me fall from your grace unto my broken knees
Fuck all your false beauty
It was transparent
Just like your smile
Your thorns caress my flesh
Crimson drops on a snowy field
I have watched you retrogress
I have seen what you've become
I couldn't really care
Care any less about you
Just wither away
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by Elex Diaz
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
washed away
by blood red sins
this single rose
a death begins
a little girl
lost and alone
she wanders the streets
she has no home
her only friend
is the blade at her wrist
no one cares about her
so she makes these slits
her life is hell
and her heart is gone
theres nothing left4 this girl
the rose carries on
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by Josie
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
I look at myself
wanting to die
as i sit here all alone
feeling like I'm going to cry
That rose bring me back
to when you loved me
i can never regret
why can't you see
I loved you
But you killed me
you always used to say
that we would always be
that rose stabs me
where you stabbed
i try to hold on
but i can not grab
what does this mean
am i really dead
my spirt gone
my body on the bed
set upon the mantle
A rose its deep visage
Caessed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
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by Amber
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
and saying
one rose to say that i love you
one rose to say that your mine
and one rose to say good bye
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by Felicia
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
It sits there,
So beautiful,
And untouched,
As every second goes by it dies a little,
Just like the girl on the floor,
She lays there bleeding to death,
Like she wanted,
She waits,
As she waits she looks at the Rose one last time,
And then that was it it was all over,
It was done,
She had got her wish,
But yet her wish wasnt like she wanted,
But she thought hey good enough!
She thought the rose would die eventually,
But it kept on living,
Like she would have done,
But she made her choice itz over now no turning back,
No, No turning back
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by Ritter
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
for the rose unable to break
being crystal sleek
the rose sits on the mantle peace
the rose has all
love's all it see's
the rose is one
its all it needs
to live a life
in pain it thrives
to be the best it can
in life.
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by Quazi
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
Its beauty is reflected,
Bathed in a warm radiance.
All the pain is deflected,
The sight is a hindrance.
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by francesca mahoney
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
my gaze passes through,
a sorrow unknown,
a terror unleashed,
a heart now creased.
the rose tells a story,
a love lost and found,
a truth once known,
melted and bound,
here lies a mystery,
a fear unkown,
a secret,
a lie,
a world of it's own,
my soul is free,
it lives,
it breathes,
it lives a life of it's own,
sourround by these,
as each petal falls,
my soul hides,
for it knows the truth,
of the sorrow inside,
A rose is dying,
it's petals falling,
no longer glowing,
it tears apart,
just like my broken heart!
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by Fiona
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
only truth is in the mirror
that is why we never glance there
because like humans we are afraid of truth
that is why i purchased a cello
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by charlie
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
roses are red vilolots are blue there all flowers! im a boy u a girl so open ur legs and ill show u some power
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by DON
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
as beautiful as a single cut diamond
with the emotion of a loving friend
a rose will fade away and die
but my love for you will always stay alive
together to the end like all the others say
but for me its holy matrimony one day
so just like a rose set upon a mantle
were rocky at times but we always seem to handle
anything that comes our way
but with last words ill say...
show your love as much as you can
becuase just like a rose it will die some day...
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by f
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
d
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by Jordyn Engle
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
i threw it the air and it all fell apart...but then i ran to the bathroom because i had to fart!
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by Nicole
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
The roses are red the violets are blue when someone looks in your eyes they say "I see the real you"
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by edell
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
of myself the tears so deep full of sorrow beneath the hurt
I hide looking at the rose as my tear drop splatters onto the enchancing rose that looks upon the mirror as the rose stays there looking at me as i cry wishing some one loved me, the crystal vase so pretty deep in side i wished someone like me was that pretty. as the rose red as blood stays on the shelf as i look in the mirror killing myself with sorrow.wishing i was dead .
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by edell
Set upon the mantle
A rose its deep red visage
Caressed the crystal vase
Enhancing the mirror image
of myself the tears so deep full of sorrow beneath the hurt
I hide looking at the rose as my tear drop splatters onto the enchancing rose that looks upon the mirror as the rose stays there looking at me as i cry wishing some one loved me, the crystal vase so pretty deep in side i wished someone like me was that pretty. as the rose red as blood stays on the shelf as i look in the mirror killing myself with sorrow.wishing i was dead .
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