fragility
if you touched it it would shatter if you dropped it it would smash if you looked at it you would break it, it would feel alone insecure differant and wrong its not like other flowers its doesnt survive by photosynthesis it doesnt live on water and sunlight it trys to live on love it wants to live FOR love its silent and its beautiful no-one understands how it came to be it is unique it stands alone in the garden of life it is a crystal rose it lives with delicate and precious glass petals not red or yellow or white as you'd expect from a rose but transparent it owns no colour pigment it never saw the need it saw that everything is just judged on appearance anyway so instead of being coloured and instead of being misty it chose to me clear it guessed if everyone would judge it may as well let them see it all everything see right through there is one part of the rose however which baffles some there is one part, just left of centre which is black, deep black it cant be changed it is what it is its there for a reason; it made the crystal rose what it has become Written March 18th, 2002 © on Mar 18 2002 02:24 AM PST 0 • 1
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