When she was a rose,
She had thorns,
When she was a lotus,
It was mud where she was born,
When she was a daisy,
She was just too pure,
Yet they wanted a flower,
So she ended up becoming a weed.
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Canvas For My Subconscious
Poetry"When your day is bad a good quote can make you look at it in a different light." This book contains short proses, poems, haiku-s one liners, and some randomly beautiful thoughts. All the content in this book is original and written by myself, it's...
