The Rose

The Rose The Rose by Krystal Sedlak I look in the rose and see its tiny petals. They fall to the ground handle tiny ashes of the love that was burned when I refused to give up our love. The rose grows with apathy, not because it grows, but because it is slowly rotting by like the flesh on a dead corpse. The discolour porcelain vase shatters due to the pressure of tears that have collected in it. An avalanche has collapsed on top. The rose freezes and ceases to live.

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