By Squire Andy McWeirdo

“Love is like a Rose�
It’s often been said
And as such, blooms beautiful
But ends up being dead

Like a Rose it has it’s thorns
But these pierce not the skin
These thorns pierce into the heart
Hurt you deep within

Love never truly dies you say?
How can this be true?
When something hurts you heart and soul
Leaves your thoughts so few

Though it’s true you’ll always feel
You’ll never truly forget
Loss forever scars your heart
And leaves eyes readily wet

Submitted By alan

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