• Life is like a rose
    Thees the graceful petals and the thorny stem
    When someone is mad, the petals shine bright and show joy and Hapiness
    When someone is mad, the thorns poke out, the vine grabbing everything and bringing them to near death..
    Like a rose, the thorns take over, lashing out at everything, grabbing hod and almost never letting go unless cut back
    While the petals...
    Slowly all fall off, dropping to the ground, because the stem has so much power it makes the rose itself die
    Some people choose to use their stems and let their roses inside die
    While those who care let the Roses
    live inside them, blooming and ignoring their thorns
    Anger is truely the dementor
    It rages within, bringing death and detruction..
    While the Rose dies..