Rose
Location
Lebanon
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with beautiful words, we glow
like water makes a plant grow.
with a little mistake,
we're forever scarred,
like that flower in your backyard,
exhausted, worn out, dull.
when we can no longer take
how much we're torn apart,
we take our needles out,
keep our distance,
protect our essence.
yes, we are different,
our souls represent
an aroma, an exceptional scent.
as the muse of our wilderness arose,
as our dangerousness grows,
we can't keep but noticing what's true,
that we're also sweet, delicate, pure,
so it is not a myth,
that what humans chime with,
can effortlessly be, a rose.
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Me
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