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you begged the florist
to give you the rose,
for it was quite beauteous.
but you trimmed all the thorns,
wanting only the petals—
you disliked my flaws,
and only wanted what's pleasing.
— 𝐁. 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐚
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Poetries
PoetryA compilation of my short poetries. I am not really a poet so pardon me if it doesn't reach your standards for poetry. HAHA
