Bleeding Rose

Bleeding Rose

A Story by Clare the Artist

These roses bleed like tears bleed as it runs down

Its sharp thorns stripping away my pain...slowly

The pain subsiding

These roses drenched in blood

 

They turn as black as my hatred is deep for you

Each one bleeding...bleeding for you

Bleeding as if it was the only thing they could do

Each rose slowly becoming dry

 

Dry as if having no will to live

Dry as if each petal is about to break

But its center will always be

A bleeding rose

© 2012 Clare the Artist


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how old did you say you were? never mind, that is inconsequential. this is superb writing. i think you should pursue this genre of art and hone your skills, you have what it takes to be great.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Clare the Artist

10 Years Ago

lol I'm wise beyond my years and thank you!
the core of a broken heart is teary, though pride is too strong to manifest the pain, the only option is to hate. i love your emotions the saddness you paint.

Posted 11 Years Ago


:,( this is a very sad poem, but it is nice how you put a symbol of romance bleeding in pain. I like it, keep on writing Clare

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on March 23, 2012
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Clare the Artist
Clare the Artist

Plano , TX



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Hi im 16. I like to draw. Write music. Play sports. Loves to have fun. Doesn't like drama at all. Chill person. My fav type of music is Rock but doesn't mind any other kind. I would like to be an auth.. more..

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