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My Life As A Rose.
My life as a rose is like a thorn in someone's heart.
Sometimes my petals are torned apart, and sometimes they are collected by children.
Sometimes I become a blessing and sometimes a disheartening memory.
Sometimes I live a rotting life in someone's diary and sometimes I become a part of someone's cherished garden.
My life as a rose is like a fragrance in someone's heart.
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Sometimes my petals are torned apart, and sometimes they are collected by children.
Sometimes I become a blessing and sometimes a disheartening memory.
Sometimes I live a rotting life in someone's diary and sometimes I become a part of someone's cherished garden.
My life as a rose is like a fragrance in someone's heart.
_nightingale
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