..Dedicate to Sketch_es
Take a rose and toss it in the river, did it float? Well, that wasn't a surprise now was it?. Take another rose and toss it into the fire, did it burn? Did it shrivel up and die one petal after the other? Shocker. As for the rose that floats, for how long will it continue that way? Floating on an endless stream of hopelessness...their fates differs quite a little don't they? Sister and sister, one suspended and one singed, oh and about her, did you hear the little angry hisses that emerged as she burned? Oh, you thought they were little cries? Well that's right... Hisses, cries, both are a vain attempt at communicating to you just how much she feels. But why did you drown one in the water and char the other? Because I told you too? But what made you choose one over the other? You don't know do you? I guess we'll never know what kind of cruel dices fate rolls and to whose favour, only fate knows.
