Below is the poem entitled Pricked which was written by poet
Ruby. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Your love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and i'm
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried
by the dove of someone I use to know.