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The Black Rose by Raven BlackRose


The beauty of a black rose, it's fragrance oh so sweet.
With petals soft as velvet, no other can compete.

Enchanted you reach out, to pick the delicate rose.
You feel a sharp pain, as you bring it to your nose.

All to late you discover, its beauty you now scorn.
Enchanting is the black rose, but deadly is its thorns.

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10.13.2016 11:26
Posted by Admin
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11.28.2017 12:11
Posted by Desmond
My mood is whimsy, my heart is light. I venture here perchance, but noone in sight. Death comes to the best of things. Perhaps i tarry here for naught. I thought perhaps there was some souls in which company i sought
11.29.2017 23:04
Posted by Akira
Ah sir Desmond, forgive me that I was not around to greet yku
11.29.2017 23:04
Posted by Akira
12.03.2017 22:15
Posted by Raven
Oh my sweet, sweet Bard. The castle cries for your beautiful music. Forgive my absence I was doing what Gypsies do best, wandering.

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