The Prison Rose
By Poetic Warlock
A rose has been growing here with tears for years
In
my heart and in my cell
But now I must send it out,for without a doubt
It doesn't belong here in this hell
So to you I give
this rose from the garden of my heart
And though it
was raised in prison,please allow it a fresh start
Let it warm your
heart with love,keep it safe and strong
For it has
lived on tears but it will never do you wrong
It needs a lot of love,so
don't ever make it cry
And most of all,don't send it
back
For the prison rose will surely die!!!
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Copyright 2011 Poetic Warlock
Published on Saturday, February 26, 2011.
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A former member wrote:
i agree with natalie...i've always feared imprisonment. No one can know that hell, or how it wilts things inside that take years to grow back or may not grow back at all. That you kept your rose alive speaks much. It will absorb the sun of its new life more greedily for being in the dark so long, and its need for saline will be replaced with a cry for fresh water.