A Beauty Rose

A beauty rose from Alpine snows,
to shatter my existence.

A beauty rose from murky morose,
to challenge my persistence.

A beauty rose eclipsed my nose,
with the aroma of my insistence.

No one knows a beauty rose,
in the flower bed of resistance.

No one chose a beauty rose,
amid the flower of splendor.

I chose a beauty rose,
to put my life asunder.

Would you choose a beauty rose,
to pillage or to plunder?

No one knows a beauty rose,
for she still lies down under.

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