Little Thorn
The agony
pain and suffering
a little spec
yet so perfect
learn lessons from it
bleed a little
maybe cry
its really small
I doubt you will die
sometimes you need
a little poke
or a push
to move along
no need to stitch
nothing was torn
just a lesson learned
from a little prick of a thorn.
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