Nov 17
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Rose


Silky elegant petals,
A crimson red that draws the eye,
Mesmerized I grip the stem,
I pick the flower from the bush that conceals it,
My dark red blood empties, spills along the bush green stem,
The pain is refreshing,
The thorns dig into my tender flesh,
Beauty is painful
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