Friday, September 14, 2012

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You are the rose that managed to grow
Beautifully
From soil riddled with adversity

Feel the raindrops fall on your petals
Feel the wind scatter your pollen
Your essence is in the breeze

Gorgeous flower
Armored in thorns
You cannot be touched without leaving your mark 

Prick them if they attempt to uproot you
Make them bleed for you

You cannot be plucked.



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  1. I love this. My heart falls into pieces each time I read it

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