Mistake
They say
never pick a flower
with thorns,
who looks vulnerable,
but at the same time,
catches your attention.
But i didn't listen.
I put my heart
between your petals,
assuming it would
be safe with you.
But i mistook a fly trap,
for a rose,
you mistook my heart
for another treat,
and i mistook your hunger
for reliability.
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