Clipped Away The Thorns
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A poem about a rose saved by love. On prompt: healed. :D

Clipped Away The Thorns

The rose was damaged, to say the least,

The rose was damaged, to say the least, It's petals were wilted, its resolve gone.

The rose was damaged, to say the least, It's petals were wilted, its resolve gone. The color had faded, bled out like a stream of blood,

The rose was damaged, to say the least, It's petals were wilted, its resolve gone. The color had faded, bled out like a stream of blood, Washed away by salt water that dripped profoundly.

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes.

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes. No longer blooming scarlet, but a pale tint.

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes. No longer blooming scarlet, but a pale tint. The stem was bent, as if it was carrying the weight of

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes. No longer blooming scarlet, but a pale tint. The stem was bent, as if it was carrying the weight of the

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes. No longer blooming scarlet, but a pale tint. The stem was bent, as if it was carrying the weight of the whole

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes. No longer blooming scarlet, but a pale tint. The stem was bent, as if it was carrying the weight of the whole world

Now, it was as red as light through closed eyes. No longer blooming scarlet, but a pale tint. The stem was bent, as if it was carrying the weight of the whole world on its frail, fragile shoulders.

The flower was left to die, abandoned,

The flower was left to die, abandoned, and the thorns constructed a barrier.

The flower was left to die, abandoned, and the thorns constructed a barrier. A deterrent. A feeble attempt at protection.

But the person approached slowly.

But the person approached slowly. He placed the rose in the sun, let it soak up rays

But the person approached slowly. He placed the rose in the sun, let it soak up rays of love

But the person approached slowly. He placed the rose in the sun, let it soak up rays of love and laughter.

The color soon returned, an exotic blush.

The color soon returned, an exotic blush. Thorns were clipped over time.

The color soon returned, an exotic blush. Thorns were clipped over time. Very soon, love blossomed and the rose was saved.

The color soon returned, an exotic blush. Thorns were clipped over time. Very soon, love blossomed and the rose was saved. Healed.

... Thanks for reading! That's Iqra... OUT.

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