Hope you all enjoy this one. Although, as with all of my poems, you have to read the book before you read the poem. This one is dedicated to the black rose that caused it all, as you can tell.
Black Rose
An evil arose
From a single black rose.
It's thorn pricked my finger
I let the blood linger,
For I didn't know
How my death would be so.
From a single black rose
My fate was closed.
Ather to take me,
Aubrey to hate me.
But my brother knew
What it would do.
The devil chose
Me from a black rose
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Now, three hundred years
It's gone, all the tears.
I am Rachel no more,
Risika I soar.
The human is gone,
The vampire moves on.
And this vampire knows
It was a black rose
That started it all.
The devil's call.
Blood is my food,
I'm cursed in this mood
From a single black rose,
The devil's black rose.
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Yet I do know
Rachel lives so
The human still stays
With the vampire days.
And the tiger knows
Not a single black rose
Please tell me if you like it.
