Curled in like petals
Kind of dreamy just unseemly
Clued in like thorns
Hanging off the wire
Ready to be clipped
You want to make it live
So you feed it but
Youve cut it at the post
Your dead rose in water
Watch as it drains the life out
Watch it fall away like
Cracked finger nails
Gouging at the locked door
Falling desperate to the floor
Once full of life
Now nothing to adore
And no matter how fresh it runs
It cant hold aloft the crystal glass
Like a straw into his delicate hands
Nourishing the beauty
You killed to keep
The face is drawn
Veins sludge like venom
Dry up and crumple
Crack and crush
With the wave of each new second
All your love counts for nothing
When you cut the cord
My beautiful love
A dead rose in water
Does not see the point.
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