they don't see the darkness

hugging you in an icy embrace

they see warmth radiating

onto your lashes

onto your skin

some even comes from your heart within

and maybe

just maybe

they are right

because what is a rose

with petals and all

without a few thorns caressing it's stem

This poem is about: 
My community


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