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The Beauty that Cannot be Saved

December 6, 2018
By abbyo21 SILVER, Rye Brook, New York
abbyo21 SILVER, Rye Brook, New York
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Favorite Quote:
“Happiness can be found in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”-Albus Dumbledore


I have been handed a rose

By instinct, I touch the petals to my nose

And yes, the sweet smell pervades

But thorns steal the blood from my veins


Its features I try and admire,

What's the point when I know it will cause hellfire

Everything I touch seems to crumble to dust

No longer inviting, no longer can I trust


Every day a new petal falls

And I can hear the agony in its calls

But the irony is that it cannot be saved

Because everyone to its beauty is a slave


A warden protecting its tall green castle

No one can seize it, at least not with facile

At the top a deep red damsel awaits

But not even a prince could change her fate


The thorns have vanished, forever gone

Meanwhile, life still carries on

Laden with sorrow, the petals depart too

It’s thorns were only there to let the beauty shine through


The author's comments:

This rose has an expiration date, and its thorns are only trying to protect itself. Meanwhile, we tend to have trouble looking past these thorns to see it's true beauty. 


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