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#22

Rose.

savandler

Jun 15, 2025

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A rose, deceptive and sharp.

Thorns you don’t see slice your fragile palms.

The blood drips onto pristine petals.

Petals that match the color of your blood.

A rose, given as a gift,

A sign of love.

Yet, they cut you as easily as a knife or a person.

They wilt and die, never staying.

Just like most people.

A rose, versatile.

A white rose means purity and innocence.

A red rose means love and passion.

A yellow rose means joy, friendship, and in some cases courage.

A pink rose means admiration and love.

All different but still the same flower.

Just like us.

All different but still human.

A rose, sharp and biting,

Just like us.

A rose, sweet and nice,

Just like us.

A rose, wilting without care,

Just like us.

A rose always ending but always beginning again,

Just like us.

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#1 C.W. I hate the memories I still have.

#2 I hate how I feel.

#3 I hate the lies I tell every day.

#4 I hate my philophobia.

#5 I hate the distance.

#6 I hate waking up.

#7 I hate you C.W.

#8 I hate being empty.

#9 I hate that I can’t cry anymore.

#10 The real payment.

#11 I hate being afraid.

#12 They call me pretty until I tell them no.

#13 I hate the mask I wear.

#14 Why do strangers care when they’re online?

#16 The backup.

#17 If I meet you again.