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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 wasn't new, just because.
Everywhere I turn, the same old glance,
Like I'm a flower in a trance.
But I'm not just a bloom to snatch,
I'm a flower with thorns to match.
I'll bleed you dry if you dare try,
For I'm not just a flower, but a warrior high.
© IUC
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 wasn't new, just because.
Everywhere I turn, the same old glance,
Like I'm a flower in a trance.
But I'm not just a bloom to snatch,
I'm a flower with thorns to match.
I'll bleed you dry if you dare try,
For I'm not just a flower, but a warrior high.
© IUC
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