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Kissed by a Rose
Beautiful petals surround
A very delicate core
And in its own defense
Are many poisoned thorns
But with each new attack
A petal falls to the floor
And a new thorn grows in
Replacing them more and more
Day by day
Year by year
The rose sheds its petals
As if they were tears
With each new hurt
It slowly wilts away
Until only an empty core
In a sea of thorns remains
No petals for protections
No tears left to cry
No kisses to revive
The rose shall surely die
