walking threw a garden one day i noticed a rose bush of red roses 
one particular rose stuck out it looked alot like the rest of the roses except the fact it was black yet it wasnt dead
as i sat next to the bush staring at the black delicate flower i flash back to my past relationship of why all the roses in my bush are'nt red anymore
one day this rose must have been red when it had its love and a heartbeat,
but its heartbeat was stolen alot like she had stole my heartbeat
the other rose must have been special to this now black rose
and when the red rose had left it the black rose turned cold and was alone and in envy of all the other red roses in love
as his color changed without the roses love its blood turned cold and black all the way up into its pedals 
  as i had felt this same way once befor 
maybe the rose is suffocating without the other roses love
there have been replacment roses but still the black rose's red color never came back
as im leaving the park i notice this women who is no longer a little girl but a beautiful women
 as we reunite i want to point out to her the beautiful black rose
 as i hold her hand to point the rose out i notice her beautiful smile as i smile at her 
i look at the rose bush and all the roses are red not a black rose in sight
i look where the black rose was all alone and there is not one black rose but two beautiful red roses wrapped around eachother as the other roses are 
as i wonder what have i seen just moments ago
my beauty on my arm says "look baby" and points to writing on the ground that says every rose has its thorns but never let go when you get poked just hold tighter for the moment

      -gods son