Do you trust yourself in believing in yourself?
Have you ever heard a question that you're dying to answer?
Dying Rose by JD
As spring gets older
More buds start to fly
To go on a journey
what thet pleasure,and to grow
on a summer day
To have a happily closure
One falls to the ground
but rise as a rose
Again,continue
Without looking back it goes.
To be a fruit,she wished
but a rose just will
Again,continue
but it fails to so
More ending is being made,
More rose starts to fall,
More buds start,
Then never again fall
A fruit now installed
As it will never be eaten,
A fruit.
that will never again fall
