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i was your rose
so you spray painted her red.
and she wore that elegance
with pride. but it was a
masquerade. glossed paint
made her shiny and new.
lack of water ripped at my petals,
as they fell to their demise.
now her red paint faded
to a darkened shade of gray.
blackened soul.
not even my damaged petals
turn that dark.
you let me go, for dirt,
when i was your rose.
now, all the petals fell
and i’m gone.
you’re left
painting her red.
what life is that?
controlled breathing.
better off dead.
(she’s no rose)
-Allison Ryder
