by ek ellis

Created on: October 26, 2009

A rose striving to bloom in a

garden full of thorns and thistles

Chocking off its life

It hangs it head

While watching each of its petals fall

The sun can no longer break through

The gray mist that hovers above

The air is pungent from the carcasses

That lay near

A rose of beauty so delicate

Smells of sweetness

It's all in vain

No one will ever see its loveliness

Breathe in its fragrance

No one will behold its grace

No one will miss it; it's just another

Flower gone

Swallowed up in a bed of evil

To weak to fight for the right to belong

It hangs its head in defeat

As the last petal falls

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