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Thorns Among Flowers
Walking down the street one day,
A creep's gaze came my way.
I held my head up high, so proud,
But his eyes roamed, cold and loud.
Fear gripped me, as it often does,
This...
A creep's gaze came my way.
I held my head up high, so proud,
But his eyes roamed, cold and loud.
Fear gripped me, as it often does,
This...
