A flower with beauty
Stem with some knives
A color like a ruby
Cost one too many lives
Prick your finger and you'll see blood
Watch as it rushes, a flood
Smell the gem and let your nose
Experience wonders of the rose
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Which of those is true
And which is a snooze
Roses have wonders
Roses have thrones
Roses are cunning gems
That have horns
Horns like the devil
But God is more better
God is the scent and beauty
Of the rebel
Jump into a field
You'll be in love
Jump into a bush
It'll feel like an ambush
Hearts are the beauty
Tears are the blue
Breathe is the one
That comes out cool
If you were to pick
Which would be true
Roses with beauty
Or a rose that'll be cruel
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My Poems
PoetryThis is a book full of my poems I made. Warning: some poems will contain stuff about depression, suicide, and stuff like that. Not all will be like that though just most I guess I wrote this during one of the darkest stages of my life so far now tha...
