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Thorns of Roses
Thorns of Rose
For the world,
You're an eyesore,
You hinder my beauty
And hurt others,
Your sharp edges ,
Peirce through the delicate skin,
Making everyone bleed
And hating you.
Still they love me to the extent, ...
For the world,
You're an eyesore,
You hinder my beauty
And hurt others,
Your sharp edges ,
Peirce through the delicate skin,
Making everyone bleed
And hating you.
Still they love me to the extent, ...
