She was a rose In a sea of thorns
A hurricane In a barren land,
Alone, but beautiful in a unique way
Maybe that's why everyone was so afraid to get close to her,
Afraid they'd damage her beauty.
Or maybe it was bad luck,
They were afraid to catch her bad disease.
~G.B
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Poems for thought
PoetryJust little poems of my creation ! Please don't copy and take as your own work, these poems are sentimental X
