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08/11/2003 Entry: "Poem: The Feelings of a Rose (from the archives)"

THE FEELINGS OF A ROSE

She is dying in the garden,
In the midst of color's bloom;
with her tears disguised as dewdrops...
No one recognizing doom.

But her velvet heart is wilting,
And she aches with silent shame;
Meaning only to give pleasure,
Her sharp thorns gave piercing pain.

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