I was like a rose before
guarded by thorns
protecting itself
from predators
but then you came
you're not afraid of thorns
and then you pick me out
leaving me
.
.
.
broken
.
.
the thorns grew again
strong and firm this time
but then you came back
far different from before
you're like a butterfly
that enchanted me
so i let my guard down
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 2:24 AM UTC
I was like a rose before
guarded by thorns
protecting itself
from predators
but then you came
you're not afraid of thorns
and then you pick me out
leaving me
.
.
.
broken
.
.
the thorns grew again
strong and firm this time
but then you came back
far different from before
you're like a butterfly
that enchanted me
so i let my guard down
Afraid to fall in love and get hurt
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