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Aug 2017
She is like a bed of roses
Soft and plush petals
But underneath there are thorns
For every time she mourns
But when im near
She sheds a tear
I'll say it's okay
Even though I say that everyday
She looks away as if with guilt
For all the times guys made her wilt
Instead I embrace her
Because I need her
Looking down I see her smiles
She Blooms
Wrote this poem couple years back
Written by
Randy
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   Caela Bay
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