A rose is of love
Gifted from Cyrene above
With thorns that prick and tear
Giving your heart its fair heart-breaking share

And yet, I feel the rose
Is not of love, oh noes!
It is of pain and suffering
But on the inside it is beautiful
As everyone is deep down.

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Scarlatan, in the year 465 AF.