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As it rests in the ground It is deeply rooted. Firm Proud. Thorns Are a roses defense Its’ hearts protection. To keep it safe from Hurt Disappointment. When pulled from the earth A rose survives. It requires only water. A simple request. It is persistent Independent. When it blooms It reveals its beauty. Though it doesn’t boast. It is quiet. It inspires Poetry Songs Love. When they speak of roses What do they refer to? Its pride? Its persistence? Its independence? Its simplicity? Or its beauty? I can’t speak for them But when I speak of roses I speak of its’ perfection. When I speak of a rose I speak of you.
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Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 11:29 AM UTC
Roses
As it rests in the ground It is deeply rooted. Firm Proud. Thorns Are a roses defense Its’ hearts protection. To keep it safe from Hurt Disappointment. When pulled from the earth A rose survives. It requires only water. A simple request. It is persistent Independent. When it blooms It reveals its beauty. Though it doesn’t boast. It is quiet. It inspires Poetry Songs Love. When they speak of roses What do they refer to? Its pride? Its persistence? Its independence? Its simplicity? Or its beauty? I can’t speak for them But when I speak of roses I speak of its’ perfection. When I speak of a rose I speak of you.
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Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 11:29 AM UTC
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