Rose's Prick
Prick your finger on a rose
Feel the sting
Watch it bleed
And bleed and bleed
Bleed out the pain that you have endured
Feel your heart pump it out as it beats
And beats and beats
Beating still after all of the suffering that has been
Feel it alive
It flutters as you cry
And cry and cry
Crying for never knowing how beautiful things could have been
Feel the soft petals
Slide your fingers down the stem
Only to prick your finger once again
Feel the sting
Watch it bleed
And bleed and bleed
Bleed out the pain that you have endured
Feel your heart pump it out as it beats
And beats and beats
Beating still after all of the suffering that has been
Feel it alive
It flutters as you cry
And cry and cry
Crying for never knowing how beautiful things could have been
Feel the soft petals
Slide your fingers down the stem
Only to prick your finger once again
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