Directions

This entire thing is a metaphor for a girl that gets cheated on and has her heart broken, and is left for dead. Then another boy comes by and works his a*s off to try and fix her. Unfortunately, unlike the poem, in real life, the thorns always grow back.

Take the rose.
Rip away the thorns,
one by one.
Water properly for growth.
Pluck every goddamned petal.
Take the stem,
throw it onto a bed of nails,
run away.
Repeat.

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See a stem,
walk over the nails to grab it.
Plant in soil,
water for growth.
The flower can bloom again,
but this time, no thorns are needed.