Poem one- (pt 2/3) Another choice

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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.                  "

Part two-
Another choice;

"Is it really worth-
All the tears and agony?
When right beside,
Is a path to harmony.
Oh my dear,
Open your eyes and turn around
You become blind to the standards,
The world has found.
And to it's lies- you are bound

Roses bring pain,
along with fame.
And as soon as it's dead,
From crying- you refrain.
The the pain is gone;
The scars remain.
Why do you insist on-
Going through this very lane?
When right beside, you could've been-
free, free from all this pain..

Sunflowers reach for the,
brightest blue sky.
They last longer than,
Any rose alive.
Beauty is what you strive,
Even though you're the-
Prettiest I've seen alive.
Sure you're not beauty,
But you have it deep inside.  "

(The next one is like only two short Paras so I'll be posting another one with it loll this one is the longest out of all three btw 0-o)

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