Within the darkest broken heart,
Where the Black Rose starts to bloom.
A pain, it sits and waits within,
Like the eclipsed winter moon.
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Great write. The black rose grows within a woman's broken heart too. Thorns first appear, then a bitter scent, putrid with deadly aim. No pill can erase a broken hearted stain. Well done. Wishing you a happy Tuesday, Tai, broken hearted, but what's new?
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Great write. The black rose grows within a woman's broken heart too. Thorns first appear, then a bitter scent, putrid with deadly aim. No pill can erase a broken hearted stain. Well done. Wishing you a happy Tuesday, Tai, broken hearted, but what's new?