look from afar but do not touch,
for she has thorns in her sides.
thorns that she has formed
to keep herself safe from
those who pluck with the
intention to throw her away.
her beauty deserves to bloom
for more than a day, with
those who will marvel at her
as she grows in a bush
and not as she dies in a vase.
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The Rose and Her Thorns
Poetrya collections of thoughts, feelings, emotions that have been put into words and that have been gnawing at my brain. check out my other poetry book 'among the wildflowers.' ••• poetry collection explicit language all rights reserved completed O6...
