Rose Blood

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She didn't needed to be reminded of what happened.

All she thought that it was already done, it already happened.

He was already gone, He already hurted her.

She was already scarred, she was already hurted.

Its beauty was deceiving.

Every scent every touch, you want to linger. But its beauty is just pretending. You will realize as the blood drips from your fingers.

She was once a vision of innocence and purity .
But his actions led to her sudden search for clarity.
Her reflection showed who she really is. And finding her long searched clarity made way for her methamorphosis.

She has changed.
The rose has bloomed.
But the whiteness of its color did not take long.
Blood of ambition and sacrifice drenched its petals.
Anger vengeance and passion

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