People are like roses
They seem so pretty and innocent.
So captivating, breath-taking , brighteners of your world
But every rose has thorns.
It is sharp, it can hurt even if so small
It can turn into your worst nightmare.
Nobody understands that people are like roses
Pretty deceiving liars that hurt you every day
And we still don't realise until something important is crushed on the way
So anything can be deceitful even a rose
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Hello dumplings,
What would be the most painful rose in your life?
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Thoughts of a Wonderer
PoesíaI am not exactly great with descriptions as I tend to rant and give unnecessary information and I may never get to the point. In these pages upcoming pages are my thoughts(which you would have guessed by now) and my experiences in life that may be...
