Description: Rage and Hate can kill oh so many things including this rose.
The Black Rose -------------------------------------------
The rose has turned black
Blackened by hate
It's life long ago become slack
Slackened by time and fate
What once was red
Red as blood
Is now dead
Drowned in a flood
A flood of anger and of rage
That killed it so slow
Trapped in a cage
Nowhere else to go
All love and passion was lost
Slowly drained away
Cold as early morning frost
The once find curves began to fray
And all hope and love was lost
In the end it just froze
In the cold of rage and hate
Along time ago was to late
For what now is The Black Rose
interesting approach to this, i really like it. when i read it what comes in my mind is that there is someone out there(perhaps it's you) that feels so dead inside from all the s**t of life and all the people that degrade others. there may have been a time within this life that this person could have been saved, but people are so damn cold hearted that in the end it killed their souls.** am i even close?
Submission Name: The Black Rose
