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Feb 2015
Why pick a simple flower, When a Rose stares you in the face?
Why seek out the Buttercups, When a Rose sits pretty next to it?
Why bother to pick a Daisy, When you can pick a Rose instead?
It is because of these Roses being picked, that other flowers may grow in their place.
They will thrive and life for days (or even months) more, while that Rose withers and dies, only to be thrown away, and for another to be its replacement.
To be a Rose, May seem nice. But to be a Rose. Means that you will just as soon be admired, as you will be thrown out for another.

Don't try to be a Rose.
Don't try to be the Prettiest ******* the block, or the Coolest Boy in school.  
Chances are?
 When you are the Prettiest or the
                Coolest                
You'll be the Prettiest and the Coolest Alone
 Flowers Grow Together,
 Don't Bloom Alone.
Criticism Welcome
Brianne Rose
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Brianne Rose  27/F/New York, U.S.A
(27/F/New York, U.S.A)   
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