Every beautiful rose
has their own
hidden thorns
and dangerous toxicity.Sometimes the most
beautiful flower
hides the most
lethal poison.Be careful which rose to pick
because some has thorns
that with just a prick
it'll make you bleed.Never let your guard down
with something beautiful
because sirens
eat sailors for lunch.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...