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. . .One Lone Rose
I'm different. Not one the same
Neither come. Neither came.
Each petal a word
Each petal a sword.
Giving beauty and glory
But only living one story.
Giving all of my beauty quiet
Sleeping while I live by night.
I'm different. Don't need a mirror
Can't be redder or more clearer.
I'm not the loudest. Not even a sigh
But the ladies love me
Vowing my red words to never die.
© 2017 Kenneth Avery