My roseately vision!The said vision is incomplete,
without the sharp-pointed aborted
branches, because a rose is
always with the thorns.But when I discovered, that there
is a rose of love inside me,
then I came to know about that
it was fermented from my soul
and the tears of innocence had
made its vicinity so clear & pure.The thorn story ended!
They died, because of
losing their possibilities to hurt!So, there is only a river now
and it is tucked tightly from
underneath the water's surface
which is stitched from
the roots of my heart.Although, the clearheadedness
seems to be composed now,
but aiding a positive bearing
is never without any struggle.
-Your rose,
forever in love.©️beautifulthingsandemotions
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