A kiss from a rose
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Seeing her standing there I never realised the impact she'd have on my life. With my sister gone, i guess I needed a new rose to brighten up the way.
Roses. When my parents first told me, I waited long and hard for these roses. Longed for them to arrive and make me happy. It didn't take me long to realise they weren't coming, that my whole childhood had been one big misunderstanding. Even now, as I look down at the bunch in my hands a thorn seems to lodge itself in my heart. The pain they bring will never take away the beauty though. the beauty of the petals delicately laced together, the beauty of the sweet mouth-watering smell but most importantly, the beauty of her!
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