November 3, 2010
Growing taller each day,

Reaching to the sky,

Hopeful of what it can be,

Never giving up,

And blooming into a beautiful rose.

But a rose has thorns,

Underneath all of that beauty,

Is mean and hatred,

And stabbing pains.

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