• It starts with the love it feeds on,
    the love that begins and goes on,
    seeming like nothing could separate it.
    It grows with the desperation and pain.
    It infects with hatred, loneliness, and depression
    It takes over the life of the heart,
    controlling and spreading,
    using fake love, hatred, and death as its feelings.
    The Black Thorn grows into a rose,
    given to the depressed soul for a dark love,
    or given as a curse to place death upon someone.
    With every soul that cries from the pain,
    suffering,
    and torment that is given to them.
    Agony, Lust, Hatred, and Depression help the rose grow.
    Grow and infect until every known soul is living in cruelty,
    cruelty made by the rose,
    and the thorns that are placed inside everyones soul.
    It began and has had no end.
    Everyone has Black Thorns,
    and every soul still suffers from pain.