There is a rose in a garden that is diffrent from all the others
The rose is black and has a gray stem
Some people would say that it is ugly but I like it
I look at the flower and it seems so gentle and delicate even though it is black
When I am feeling down and people make fun of my I think of that flower and I ignore there words and go back to being me
Ever since I have seen that flower I have though of myself and went to being me
Everyone thinks that I am just crazy for liking that flower so much
I do not speak to them I just go on my way
I think of that rose and it reminds me of someone it reminds me of me
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I wrote this because at school my teacher says I am one of a kind well I wanted to compare it to roses and this is what I came up with ^_^ hope you like it
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