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Arina Jun 2018
Though I could never fathom why the creator made women like roses until I felt my thorns and petals colliding with the sun

As the wretched night falls out of my embrace
Tear drops nourishing my roots evolving to reach unto the sky

I see colour of the rainbows in my petals
Dancing in the stripes of the breeze forevermore

And like a bird's morning melody you let met know that my worth is more than diamonds

Cause a diamond is temporary but a rose is everblooming.

— The End —