Rose

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A rose is a flower
But yet still seeks power
It is pretty
Yet sneaky

Its peddles are smooth
In the afternoon
But don't let its beauty consume

Its stem towers high
Reaching for the sky
But don't trust your eyes

Roses have thorns
Thorns have stems
For each and every one
Could represent a deadly sin

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