A Rose
By Stellar84

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This poem belongs to me, Emily.  All rights reserved.  Please,
no duplicating, copying, or distribution without my consent.
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     A rose is just a flower 
     Sometimes deadly, or unique 
     Whose petals curve up, lush and soft 
     Striving to reach the highest peak 

     A rose is more that just sight 
     It smells so dreamy, too 
     That wonderful, powerful scent 
     Is a secret gift from me to you 

     A rose is just a plant 
     With nothing special to hold it high 
     Just a small green stem shooting up from the ground 
     And thorns scattered along the sides 

     A rose holds a special meaning 
     One that says ‘I love you’ 
     But when I see that small meek flower 
     I only see death, destruction, and blue 

     A rose’s flower is usually red 
     So soft and toneless to me 
     Yet one should not always trust their sight 
     For their are thorns, and spiky leaves 

     A rose is just a flower 
     Sweet smelling like a dream 
     A dream that turns into a dreadful one 
     For things just aren’t what they seem