roses are red,
while violets are blue.
sweet aurora instead,
sweet flowers that grew.
diamonds in coal mines,
while pearls on a rich women's neck.
though many times it's weary it shines,
there is a slight spec.
time is a fast flowing river,
though fear consumed the knight.
his passion was his golden silver,
they feared him in the night.
written by AfrikanGoddess
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