Story: The Rose

Some say love is a river, that drowns the tender reed. Some say love is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed. Some say love it is a hunger. An endless aching need.I say love it is a flower, and you it's only seed. It's the heart afraid of breaking. That never learns to dance. It's the dream afraid of waking. That never takes the chance. It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give.And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live. And the night has been too lonely. And the road has been too long. And you think love is only for the lucky and the strong.


Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed that with the sun's love.. Will once become a rose.



#Name story | The Rose
#Author | Kimberly-Ann v/d Meyde
#Main Caracters | Brad Phelton en Mary Todd
#Language | Nederlands
#Genre | Liefde
#Xtra info | Homoseksualiteit

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  • mosterd

    thanks! :3



    xx

    1 decennium geleden
  • Roceanity

    "Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed that with the sun's love.. Will once become a rose."
    ... wauw dat is echt een mooi gezegde, abo <3

    1 decennium geleden

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