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Rainy days stormy nights,
Sarcasm at such delight,
Emotions are as such beautiful yet untouched,
Snow and sleet cold as can be,
As my heart a mystery,
Crops uprooted as my art,
Too tired to restart,
Unfilled soil incomplete ,
Flowers drowning in the sleet,
Rain trickles down my face,
Confidence oozes out,
Red and luscious roses blossoms yet grows thorn,
All alike to people with thorns on their backs,
Edges in their head,
Not as sharp not as bright,
But definitely with all their might.






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