• a black rose is
    but mostley pain.
    a tear drop,
    a blood drop,
    in the rain.
    a black rose is,
    anger and fear,
    fear to fight back for what is mostley dear.
    black roes' are beauty in its deepest form.
    black roses are how you feel when you are torn.
    a black rose is a felling yet to be discovered,
    yet it is a feeling already uncovered.
    a break-up?, a devoirce?, a failure?, you might think,
    but no. a black roes is one thing all on it's own...