A rose has been glorified, beautified, and romanticized for centuries, the action of handing a bouquet of them symbolizing someone's undying love and adoration.
Though sweet smelling, fragile, and innocent, a rose is quite different from other flowers because a rose is as pretty as it is dangerous.
Since unlike flowers of its kind, a rose has thorns underneath the softness of its fragile petals.
And when u get too close to one, it pierces your flesh until it bleeds.
Hell, even the Son of Man was pieced by a crown of rose thorns.
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A rose without thorns is not a rose at all.
It's simply just a flower.
Yes, a rose without thorns is simply just a flower.
A flower without a defense to protect its beautiful and pure self.
Roses, though beautiful, innocent, and sweet smelling, are the strongest among its pretty kind.
Because they have thorns that protect their fragile selves.
But when u cuts its thorns,
when you cut its only protection,
its scars will forever bear themselves on its stem,
and the fragile petals those sweet-smelling, beautiful, and innocent roses own,
will forever be defenseless.
Just like the other pretty flowers of their own kind.
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I never wanted to be a flower.
But yet, I am born as one.
I wish I can be a rose.
To be beautiful on the outside is a gift.
But to be strong and protected in my stem, that's—
That's a blessing.
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A Prose With No Direction
SpiritualeA prose with no direction. A mind with no guidance. A human without a purpose. That is the kind of story I hate to be. That is the kind of story I, unfortunately, am.
