a rose
he gave me a rose
a beautiful red rose
i love roses
i love the scent of them
i love how beautiful they are
i love everything about them
but they had thorns
they poked me and i bled
i couldnt stop bleeding
he got me a bandaid
everything was okay again
but it still stung
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alez ja | Year Posted 2024
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