Thorns of the RoseA Poem by LillyIt's a little rough around the edges
Look at this broken heart.
The thorns have torn it apart. They do their job, and they do it well. What brought them? Only one may tell. But she who's love was ripped apart, now sits silent in the dark. "Oh the irony," she seems to say "that those thorns were my rose only yesterday!" © 2012 LillyAuthor's Note
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