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my black rose garden is as beautiful as it can get. It has hurt me many times as i walk through their path, they scream mama and shed blood out their thorns, I cry but keep going knowing that the pain they go through will go away at night. They sparkle with the moons light and die with the suns beams. they feed on my happiness and the silence in my head and grow once more. If this is what it takes to keep them alive, im happy doing it. why yank them of the ground to give them to someone when you can bring the person there to experience the beauty with you, everyday.