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Roses are red and also white,

so bright and red,

gets all the attention of ones eyes,

white so pure and so sweet to see,

so lovely to hold,

this roses so beautiful everything in the world,

but I heard that sometimes there color can be dark,

but I dont believe I just laugh,

woke up in a secret garden,

millions of roses where all around,

so beautiful separated,

the red in a one half

the white in the other

but all together so precious to see,

one bright rose caught my site,

I decided to pick it up

millions of thorns cut my hands,

intangible it became,

but I still keep it on my hand,

my fluid started to drain,

as I see the rose losing its color,

away the red was fading, my blood burst out,

red rose became dark, now I cant believe that,

so scared, so surprise,

so I grasp 11 more to see what was on,

same thing happen I lose my blood,  

red roses became dark,

garner with a message came my way,

in life many people don’t believe yet you have seen,

many people say cant be dark,

and look at you

12 of them you hold on your hands,

no words! I was shocked,

the person touches my heart,

the blood you spilled

was the price for you to see this site,

so thats why you feel weak,

he say now reality is now,

I fall straight to the ground,

you so lucky he says,

cause you had died holding in your hands,

things many people believe is only a myth,

to bad you cant tell them is really a reality they exist!