poem one- (pt 1/3) Pain & Beauty

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(there are three parts btw-) ok-

Part one-
Pain and beauty:

"Roses are pretty but,
They come with thorns.
Through pain is which,
Beauty is born.
You must climb the mountains,
Through the rocks may fall.

This 'Beauty' that you long for,
Is it really worth it all?
The wounds in your hands,
The pain in your chest-
For; the moment you deter
Away it is swept.

Sure a rose is pretty, but-
So is a sunflower.
You pick the rose,
Even though- the path is,
                 Sour

Beauty is fame!--
They proclaim.
Sunflowers and roses-
Are not the same!
One brings joy..
And the other-
        Pain.                  "

----  End of pt 1 ----
(This was actually just one REALLY big poem- more like a song. But i decided to divide it lmao)

Hope you liked it either ways <33 !

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