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Beauty and ignorance, ignorance and beauty
All the components of appearance and dignity
You speak of love blooming in your chest
As I speak of what it is that truly is your best
Value
You
Represent death
Red the color of blood that blooms instead
Of loss and not love
That which love does jab at the heart of
You, thus you, the rose, are born
With thorns, for that purpose.
To propose,
An ever lasted thorn
Because from when you are born
Till even after death you have thorns
And you adorn
A long stabbed heart, still pricked with thorns.
You are the last breath
And cloak of death
That stays with souls
Who’s shoe soles
Did dance, by chance, with the archer in the stars
That foretold your loss of physical prison bars.
Which lovers do shoot at blindly
Which see
Not till the target’s end
And lovers full of thorns spend
A red breasted robin
A sacrifice, in defense
Of lovers robbing
Hearts.
- by Amaya Himura X Zero Kiryu |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/08/2010 |
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- Title: Contemplation on: The Rose
- Artist: Amaya Himura X Zero Kiryu
- Description: A poem I wrote on what I thought the rose truly represented
- Date: 05/08/2010
- Tags: contemplation rose
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