Bushes
Thorns
Leaves
Pretty flowers
A house for many small creatures
Thorns collecting the winds spoils
A cleverly designed ecosystem
Beautiful and painful
Alive and dead
Ever creeping reaching
Dancing towards to the sun
A beautiful face
A deadly body
A home

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Poetry
PoesíaPoetry through the sense of a person just trying to understand, heal, and grow. Will continue to add more as I write more!
Roses
Bushes
Thorns
Leaves
Pretty flowers
A house for many small creatures
Thorns collecting the winds spoils
A cleverly designed ecosystem
Beautiful and painful
Alive and dead
Ever creeping reaching
Dancing towards to the sun
A beautiful face
A deadly body
A home