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White Roses
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White Roses

Lovely white roses,
Not phoney plastic pretense,
Real to the very last thorn.
Soft white petals,
Delicate and unblemished.
Watch them tear.
Watch them bleed.
Soft white petals.
Now stained red.

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nice to read thamp55@yahoo.co.uk
Very strong image. Nice. Sincerely, Mary