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I'm the Waiting Rose

Grasp me quickly,
'cause soon you'll lose me;
to kinder hands.

Here I'm waiting,
a blooming rose,
and will you come?
Only you know.

Your sweet and rough,
confusing me,
bruising me.
Forcing away my guardian thorns.
and yet still,
you gently hold,
my soft and weak petals.
quickly taking,
My red rose.

But a kinder hand still,
has taken my red rose.
Ever so slowly,
easily, without any pain,
taking my thorns away.
and softly holding,
with his funny grasp;
my beating heart.

Here I am,
Deep red rose.
Are you who I'm waiting for? 
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