By Angela angieubaldo@hotmail.com
Date: 26 March 2001
love is like a rose
love is like a rose
it always loses it frangrance.
always dies,
shrivels up into nothing.
it thorns prick unexpectidly
and its beauty is always lost.
though we can try to hold on to them
for as long as possible
they always die.
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