I supposed that I’m nothing more than just a rose

some flower growing up a few thorns

so pick me up and if not careful
bleed regrets
a drop after a drop

yet pick me up and touch me carefully
that you will be perfumed by the fragrance that I give off
but also you will see how my beauty will adorn your own

Written by: L.L.

April 24, 2016

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