F L O W E R S
Growing up I loved
F L O W E R S
There were so many different
K I N D S
In so many different
S I Z E S
Ranging from tulips to
R O S E S
Roses were my
F A V O R I T E
Beautiful, dark, and covered in
T H O R N S
You would fall for its
A P P E A R A N C E
Only to get hurt in the
E N D
But that was the
T H I N G
I always end up getting
H U R T
Whether it had thorns or
N O T
W H Y D O I A L W A Y S F A L L F O R T H O S E
F L O W E R S
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