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thorns poke my heart where roses grow roses I grew by myself. roses that blend with blood they spin and twist around tighter around my heart they pull thorns slice the heart till red cascades down they thrive on depression tears water the roots hope creates the petals
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
thorns
thorns poke my heart where roses grow roses I grew by myself. roses that blend with blood they spin and twist around tighter around my heart they pull thorns slice the heart till red cascades down they thrive on depression tears water the roots hope creates the petals
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
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