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The black rose - her, Mystic, hidden, yet ever pr

The black rose - her, 
Mystic, hidden, yet ever present.
Rising high through a stalk of thorns - her past.
She bloomed, when the sun shine kissed the bud,
She spread her scent, when the petals were caressed,
She swayed, everytime wind blew - her emotions,
She withered, when she was all done - her Submission.

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