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A Red Rose In A Vase
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July 2002 Poetry I am a red rose,
in a vase.
Dew drop tears,
on my red rose face.
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I am a red rose,
with thorns that make you bleed.
Dulled by only one thing.
Love is what I need.
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I am a red rose,
petals wilt away.
My life span isn’t long now,
maybe I have just one more day.
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I am a red rose,
but the vase is empty now.
A dead and wilted rose,
is all that will be found.
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I am a red rose,
in a vase.
Dew drop tears,
on my red rose face.
~*~ Jill ~*~
