Bloody Roses 🌹
blood'n roses bloom again upon her breast confin'd;
and all her faith can hold
with such delight.
blood'n roses will die again;
upon her breast alive
as though it ne'er had been!
until she grew her wings around her heart; all for sake of war and heros' lov'd.
-Michaela Thompson
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Vinegar and Honey
Poetrylife my dear is vinegar and honey a bittersweet concoction that leaves a blistering taste in your heart and a golden chain of Opportunities
