There once was a rose ever so white br she stood so beautiful, fully alive. br Everything that stands will fall br and break, like a glass doll. br br She was naive because she thought br that she would never get harmed br but she was wrong..dead wrong br she was weaker then she was strong br br and in this story really sad br the white rose became crimson red br she took a chance herself she opened br now full of scars she is broken br br because this rose once held high br when she fell she said good-bye.