A red rose
Naturally red
So beautiful
And pure-bred
A black rose
Not natural color
But magnificent
Makes emotions whir
The red rose
Does not care
About the façade
It’s truly rare
It does not break
It doesn’t banter
It sits there
In harmonious cantor
It appreciates itself
Doesn’t change
It stays the same
Isn’t that strange
A red rose
Signifies love
A deep passion
Tight like a glove
A black rose
Symbolizes death
We don’t want that
Poisonous breath
Be like the red rose
Love yourself
Place one’s self
On the top shelf
But don’t judge the black rose
For it needs a little support
It is still just as beautiful
With a big heart
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