choices...A Poem by Wicked Jesterin the garden of life when you try to pluck a rose you take the chance of getting hurt
because even the most beautiful things may be hiding dangerous things beaneath a leafy skirt
you cannot judge a plant soley for it's looks to define it's worth
because weeds and flowers are all grown from the same dirty earth
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1 Review Added on March 19, 2012 Last Updated on March 19, 2012 AuthorWicked Jesterparts unknownAboutI'm wicked and funny.... I write what I want, and I say what I want. I am not a pro at writing, I do it for fun. If you like what I write...thats sweet. If you don't thats alright too. more..Writing
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