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You are a beautiful rose

In a garden full of thorns

Shining like a chandelier

Amidst all the little scorns 

The other plants were jealous

They all wanted you to go

So they pretended to be your friend

Putting on a show

Then one day, you were stabbed in the back

A clean cut, all the way through

You were placed within a window 

Hidden from their view

You’ve spent years upon that sill

You watch people come and go

You’re admired but you long to be

Where you first learned how to grow