Like a Rose
Written & Recorded
By Ivorie Nicole
Like a rose,
The blood in my veins run red like a rose.
Don’t get to close, for I have more thorns than a single rose.
All you see the beautiful red velvet shape of heart,
you won’t even notice red blood dripping from your flesh.
Cut by my thorn until you’ve picked me from the garden just to let me die.
Buddha once said:
“if you like a flower, you just pluck it. But when you love a flower, you water it daily.”
Don’t like me, love me.
Or leave me the fuck alone & let me grow in my own garden.