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I wish I were a flower,

with petals so soft,

morning dew drops dance,

upon my very skin.

Leaves reaching for the sun.

But the thorns would remain,

among the beauty of a flower,

and prick anyone,

who may touch it.

I would only cause you more pain,

more blood and tears,

if I were the flower,

I envy so.



~*~ Jill ~*~