My lovely rose
But I can't embrace it's thorns
They are too much, too much
I might die of hurt
The thorns want to ravish my body, my soul
They want to take control
Just because I need my rose
I love you, but do you love me
You aren't mine completely
You must think I can't see
Love, live or hurt then die
I have neither the choice
I'd love to cry
My lovely rose
Your petals fall
Time has passed by
Why should I continue to try?
Shall I ever connect with your soul
Will these thorns ever fall off and leave
My lovely rose
You alone can decide
Or shall my lovely rose die?
S.K.Malcolm
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The ups and downs of being Sapphie
PoetryThis is a collection of different poems that I wrote, some are about me and some are inspired by other people, life and things. There is no one genre for them and some were written when I was quite young. Vote, comment and share, I love to hear from...
