• i'm like those new born roses.
    trying to grow but is interrupted
    by the sighs and cries of saddened loverz pulling on my petals.......
    still immature,
    never penetrated
    jus being pulled in different directions.:[
    mindless
    following by example by wht
    i think is perfection
    but wht is there really??
    no one is perfect is repeated
    who am i ??....no one yet
    am i perfect? ><
    but thats not so
    evry day perfection is never acquired
    jus nothingness
    darkness nevr light
    nevr ne thing that
    learns from
    grows from
    jus like a new born rose
    but the tears that fall are captured
    hanging on 2 dear life on my petal
    snow falls and it freezes
    left there
    a burdened
    for me to carry
    but it isn't pulled off
    why??????????
    ><
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