Life is an enchanted rose with thorns,
you water it and watch it grow.
When it blooms its beauty makes you feel proud.
And slowly it entangles itself around your heart.
At first it's a loving gesture,
a gentle reminder of its presence.
But then things turn rough and it's no longer beautiful.
And even after all the effort you put into it,
you still end up getting pricked.
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Sounds kinda pointless to me hehe but still very good =)



