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Rose Thorns
- Gurdit
- Sep 20, 2022
- 1 min read
On days,
She is the thorns,
Tired from blooming,
So she snaps,
To protect,
Her heart,
To guard it,
From breaking again,
Sharp, prickly, hurtful,
Making you bleed,
Before she can let anyone,
Touch her.

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