A Rose's Thorns

She was a rose, a beautiful rose. They seemed to have forgotten that roses have thorns. Lethal thorns. For when you try to pluck a rose from its brunch without carefully considering the consequences, the thorns might tear you apart. She was a red rose, they plucked her from her brunch, but a saviour came along and planted her in fresh and fertile soil where she grew roots stood firmly and blossomed into a beautiful strong rose tree. She came back for vengeance. For any one who tries to pluck a rose from her tree, they would be torn apart with no mercy.