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She is a rose...


She is a rose in the hands of someone filled with poison,

with no intentions of showing her what true love awaits.

She is a rose with high hopes and dedication,

but others wish nothing but for her to open her legs.

She is a rose with intentions of finding someone real, 

but all people see is a body well built.

 

She is a rose in a dark, dark land where the sun only shines on her.

She knowns she not the only one in the big bad world, but she is a rose 

thats awaiting to be bold.

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