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Nov 2024
Sweet sweet rose
Harsh hard thorns
She was like this
Day she was born
Petals Consuming
So vividly red
Me and mum
We lived in dread
Scented so bitter
Blossoming not
Sweet sweet rose
Deserved what she got.

Sweet sweet rose
Soft silky thorns
He was like this
The day he was born
Petals all giving
So vividly bright
Me and mum
It was just right
Scented so innocence
Blossoming hot
Sweet sweet rose
Deserved what he got.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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