Roses
a rose
roses are beautiful, but scary when it began to decay
when it blossoms it can trick your eyes and bring your mind to seduction and for
this she draws you deep into her desire
her thorns is her spell and her Patel are her abandonment. the thorns of a rose is
her self conscious. who can hold a rose firm with all hands for only it's beauty is un
top and beneath her are thorns which can bleed the heart.
a rose will remain a rose and it thorns will always protect her from harm, but
beware of a her beauty and her charm(thorn). My first date I learned my fate watch
out for these thorns which bleed the heart.
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