I have always been afraid of roses.
Roses hold such intense meanings.
Each color has a meaning.
The number of roses in a bunch holds meaning.
Such symbolism for a flower.
I have been painting roses these last two weeks.
Even in my sleep.
And when I am dreaming, I think I have it down, only to awake and find, once again...
I can't.
So, I went back to tulips yesterday.
But when I am done, with this painting I will conquer the rose.
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