A Black Rose (evlin_demmakulu)

A Black Rose among a thousand roses
Her h

eart is sorrowful
Her soul is sorrowful

No looks her
No one care her
No one understand her

Her thorns grow up more high
Her thorns stab her petals
Until the dewdrops fall on

Many White Roses grow up around
But, her thorns also grow up more high
Grow up to the Black Rose
Stab the Black's petals
Stab it slowly
She screams but nothing
She is only A Black Rose

Wedged and die in unhappiness
Wedged and die in unexpected sorrow
and the last in unexpected death