I'm said to be of a sweet fragrance and a colour of desire,
But I have been cursed with the power to give consequence for when I'm admired.

But it has become my nature, for I haven't been treated right.

God has given me a sweet scent which gives relief,
But I know that it will eventually leave.

I am caught at first sight by my beauty,
But all along it was my flaws that remained as my only personality.

Red symbolizes love, but in my world, it reminds me of hostility.

Trust me, and I will gladly show you the wonders of true love,

But beware, I won't be perfect as my walls will hurt myself along with you in the process.

Hold me still, even when your hands are bleeding,
I don't expect for you to love me back even after my thorns prick you,

But just remember to choose wisely,
Cause once you love me, my heart can't be fixed with just a façade which promises to stand weak.

I will fade away, but I won't forget you,
I may shed away, but I will cherish our memories.

May another one take my place, and I pray that it won't hurt you as much as I did.

For true love only arrives if the flaws are seen as the real beauty.