You are the thorn-
Of my rose.
I kept,
And I loved.
I love the way-
You hurt me.
You are worthy-
Of all the pain.
I trust your poison-
That spreads in my system.
You are the best rose,
The most beautiful thorns.
-roseesesch
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Broken
PoetryThis poem is written by my thoughts, past and heartbreaks. This is where I put all the bleeding words in my head. A broken poem from a broken pen. And this poem is not just for me. I also write to rescue those dying hearts. I write for those who can...
