《My Poetry | ✔》Rose Thorns

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A knife in the flesh

Cutting through survival

Piercing the skin

Intruding on Gods work

The change in creation unintended

Broken by what is beneath us.

We may see our past

But never the future

Like a rock

Crushing our dreams into oblivion

Like a knife in the flesh

Piercing the skin

A rose thorn bleeds.

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