Rose of Death (DARK love poetry)

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This poem is included in my collection. POETRY FROM A TWISTED MIND

Little rose of death   

Standing all alone

In the middle of lost souls

She has no home

She was lost and stranded

She was helplessly sad

They left her broken

Then, there comes a lad

She thought it was it

Who'll fix her broken heart

He was almost perfect

Young, brave, and smart

But in the end, he left her

Used her as his toy

Promised she won't cry

Not even for a boy

Little ROSE of DEATH

Grew herself some thorns

Planted in her heart

Anger, vengeance, and wars

Another lad came by

Shocked with what he see

Her bloody red petals

Of pure radiance and beauty

He was going to pluck

The little rose of death

But this time it's different

It's the boy who'll regret

Strucked by the thorns

The boy was in pain

His intentions weren't clean

She won't let him reign

The table has turned

It's the boy now who bleed

But he totally deserved it

His eyes of pure lust and greed

Little rose of death

She was all alone

But it was better that way

She's still seeking for her home.

Up to now, she's still broken

Grew some more thorns

She's now tough and hard

'DANGER' as she warns

Sadness remained in her eyes

If you could only see,...

And if it's still isn't obvious

The little rose is me.