THORNS
She looked like an angel from heavenAn angel of such unbearable beauty
That the most precious rose
Could never compare
I should have known
That even the most delicate of roses
Bears the sharpest thorns
Thorns that would tear at my heart
While her vines enfolded
Shredding my hopes and dreams
Uncaring
As she offers heaven
To another
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Copyright 1995 Dvs
