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Blue Rose - by Oshay Peace

Can it be that such beauty was growing before blinded eyes? I have searched the world over to find you.

But the thorns of this broken heart concealed you. To obtain you…. I sought the unobtainable and I dreamed the unimaginable….The emptiness of this world seemed unbearable until….. I found you.

The rarest of the rare.

You are an anomaly that should not be. There is no answer to this equation. You and I were simply meant to be. What else can I do but yield my heart to you…Within these trembling hands I hold you. So many teardrops adorn your delicate petals like morning dew.

One rose stood alone, It blossomed from within a desert of nothingness…. being the color blue.