Thorns


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Every rose has its thorn
So they said

I felt those roses so
Bloom my love
Held on roots, of fears

I felt those roses so
Warm upon my heart
Held on hands, of agony

I felt those roses so
Fill my emptiness
Held on drops, of tears

I felt those roses so
Glow my dreams
Held on fires, of anger

I felt those roses so
Lift me into a flight of joy
Held on wings, of shame

I felt those roses so
Held on thoughts, of prayers deep

I felt a peace so
Held no more, on thorns

Roses held, were on plants
Thorns below, were in mind
So they never said

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