If I were a Rose….

If I were a rose  —-

You pluck me with your tender hands
And adore me with your lovely eyes.
You pull off all my beautiful strands
And caress me in your beautiful disguise

You fiddle with my petal and leaves
And say you’d never give me up
But at a certain point you just leave,
When my parts start withering off…

It’s just my fear and just a bad dream
For I’ve made myself stronger
I’ve grown out my thorns, fixed myself so firm
So that no one can pluck me like you traitor.

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