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Bloody Red
The rose petals flow through the breeze...
Looking like crimson blood...
It's looks so vibrant, yet painful to watch.
Their thorns are the ones keeping from those to touch such luscious beauty.
Instead...the thorns make the crimson blood flow out of those who dare to touch it.
It grows among the shiny, smooth green bush.
It may be beautiful, but must never be touched.
Even if it was touched...it must be touched with care...
The rose shouldn't be flower to be touched so harsh, but to be taken by a light comforting touch.
Similar to the warm of a hug, or a kiss...like a oozy warm feeling.
The petals, are so elegant as the flow towards the sunset.
There seems to be a eerie silence as if there was murder going on.
Looking like a bloody red sword, ready to strike those who come near.
There may be other kinds of this dangerous flower...but this one is the strongest!
It stands with dignity and strength!
Even though it may wilt or lose it's dead petals, there it will stand still with grace and bravery.
That's why no one should ever mistaken the beauty and power of the crimson rose...
-Snow that flutters down like feathers