Roses are beautiful, yet they all have thorns. We don't seem to care as we reach out and pluck them from the garden anyways.
Don't let thorns that you can see on others stop you from developing something beautiful. Reach out and pluck them from the garden, just like you would with the rose.
Nourish and take care of them as they begin to bloom into the beautiful rose they always knew they had the potential to be.
hi my angels
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The Words That My Mouth Failed to Speak
Poetry*Completed* This book can best be described as a plethora of my thoughts combined together to form the words that my mouth fails to speak. Before you read this book. Open your mind, it is only then will you come into acceptance with your own thoug...
