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Rose


Rose I gave you my life and you buried it underneath Taking away my oxygen, now I can’t breath The ground demolished my body and has left a seed The pain is all that it bleeds My anger created roots that stuck me to the surface A thunderstorm came and it gave me a purpose The rain cut through the soil and hydrated my thirst My strength grew stems and broke from your curse I rose slowly and I felt the sunrays that were luminous I started growing thorns that protected me from this universe I didn’t have wings but my stems pushed me against gravity I overcame the pain and changed my reality
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