Twisted Rose Petals by TheAmazingKristie, literature
Literature
Twisted Rose Petals
The roses grow, I know
this bliss, a single kiss
to the petals,
they wilt
purple from red, they are dead
they are dry, but why
the hatred kills,
they die
Inside the mind, behind those eyes
the tears flow, don't let them know
of this, but now joy
takes over
Another kiss, the happiness
brings them back, no longer black,
with death,
they are red...once again.