28th day of June 2020
Allure
by yours truly
My attention was caught by these roses,
Didn't know i'll get hurt once i hold onto it.
Behind the loveliness are sharp tipped thorns,
But then, it is me who still wants to hang on.
I was too focused and got enticed onto it,
Little do I know my hands start to bleed,
The rose was you,
The thorns were your words and actions,
And let myself be hurt again, such a fool decision.
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