Behind a Rose
Everyone hunts me, wild and greedy.
Although growing in low surface and full of muddy
Displays me in mini bottle, limits athmosphere
Only for relishing a beauty, called human
Sweet and beauty, does not it?
Hope my thorns long
For protecting my self deeply
No touch for loving someone
Just a sense come to heart
Throw away when i hurt you!
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