Rose

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What do they see in me?
I wonder
If they feel my plunderous thunder
Robbing them of places to hide
Or if they feel my sultry summer light
Caressing their lusty lips
Perhaps they see
The deceptively beautiful rose Blooming within me
Ready to be plucked off
To serve their nasty noses
And greedy hands
Ready to devour my soul whole

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