The Rose
The Rose This tale is sure to be old, But is never known. ~ You watched me wither away, Losing hope Locked me up in a glass Cuz you're afraid I would fall? You looked around for love, But alas, you never looked at me; With each falling petal, you lost hope Yet, you never knew how hard I try for it to stop, Every. Single. Time. I was the cure for your curse, they say Yet, you look at me with sadness You kept looking for love, And I; Kept sacrifing my life so that you learn to love; Denied of freedom, Of light, Of happiness. Suffocating inside the glass, wanting to break away Yet, I caged myself. When the last petal falls, You'll love; When the last petal falls, I'll wither away, so that you can live; When the last petal falls, Will you know of my love? ~ For it wasn't Beauty, But the love of the Rose that saved the Beast. ...