Love is like a rose that can't grow without the rain; the beauty shows you happiness, the thorn will teach you pain. We all blossom differently; nobody stays the same, because you can't have these summer days without the rain.
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
