from a bouquet of red rose;
let no soul come too close;
its thorns an impenetrable coat;
never let your head afloat;
dark souls and morbid monsters;
make no mistake, take no lovers;
in this world, one must know;
for fragile heart and ego, don't stoop low.
— Anastacia
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PoetryA compilation of poems about love, reality and distorted fantasy. Thoughts to words - Touch to feelings - Sight to memories - All I can offer to you in writing. - Anastacia Cover belongs to its rightful owners.
