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Velvet Samara
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She was a rose I wanted to hold, But had thorns All around her. I was bleeding, But happy inside. She was a rose— But a broken one. I wanted to take her, But would she survive? She was a rose— But a white one, With stains of blood On her knife. She was a rose That I always wanted, But could never have. Is this a trick For me to die? She was a rose In the wild. She knows How to survive. She had thorns— But only for those Who came for her beauty. She was broken, But for eternity She will stay. She will remain, And grow stronger Every day.
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