Careful of those thorns , they cut you deep and
Make you bleed for real, the pain is almost
Unbearable, a knife with sharpest of blades slicing
through a sheet thin piece of skin, stay away from
Needles that prick you when you the
Least expect it.
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PoetryAll Rights Reserved Copyright 2016 @smokeupthe-moon. I wish I knew what to say, Have a mind full of words Yet to be spoken, to be written, Colored in every shade of the rainbow, Cover emotions with how the human eye can see, This is...
