walking through the rose garden
she pricked her finger
the red substance fell on the petal
and down to the thorn
not only is there the fragrance of a rose
but there are thorns
not only is there good in life
but to get to it , you cross the bad side
there's a storm before a rainbow
for a good memory a nightmare needs to take place
so wipe the tears off your face
for a new beginning awaits
positivity
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Poetrythe sea was deep just like the hole in her heart (lowercase intended) a wattpad featured story. 🏆 3rd place in the purple apple awards (poetry) 🏆 3rd place in the rebel awards (poetry) 🏆 3rd place in the tick tock awards (poetry) highest ran...
