Broken Rose Poem by Jeanette Palomo

Broken Rose



When you see the black rose
It reminds you of the memories
The memories you once had with hate
Now your happy
Because the black rose has your hate
It wanted pain the pain everyone put in it
Your rose would not cry
it demolish her self petal by petal....

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