21

4 1 0
                                    

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 | 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞

have you seen that rose?
beautiful yet torny
have you touch that rose?
cunning but means of hurting
everyone admires her beauty
which lies a deep secrets within her petals
torns who means protecting herself
from a culprit who's intention is to used her
the rose smile sadly, "Yes, I am a rose"

Flipping PagesWhere stories live. Discover now