March 16th, 2008
I Am the Black Rose
More rare than a Four Leaf Clover
Blooming only once in a lifetime
Surrounded by a bush full of
Roses the color of Blood
As majestic as a Unicorn
As mysterious as Ghosts at Midnight
Amazing in my beauty
But dangerous as a tiger
Thorns as hard as Diamonds
And sharp as a Double Edged Sword
Not as Easily forgotten
Like the most Cherished Memory
Of a Lost Loved One...
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