We were surrounded by daisies, tulips, and chrysanthemums, but the rose bushes were your favorite in this vast garden. I saw you admire them once and you told me that the beauty of its flowers was enough to lure its prey. And the thorns were enough for them to steer away. And I looked at you with the same admiration. And I realized your thorns were what kept me at bay.
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Trinkets
PoetryIf you want to read without the commitment, this is the perfect book for you. You can open it and read a few excerpts once in a while, or you can read it in one go. The entries here have various themes which may confuse readers as it confused the wr...
