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Briar or Rose?

July 26, 2013
By Lovessunlight PLATINUM, Milwaukie, Oregon
Lovessunlight PLATINUM, Milwaukie, Oregon
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I am a briar,
A thorn bush that holds no rose,
No rose the eye can see.

All the while I hope,
One day I might be loved,
And that, that person shall perhaps,
Take the time to pick every thorn,
So that a rose might be seen.

Then two roads could lay ahead,
Should they pick off every thorn,
What shall lay in their wake?
A rose magnificent and true?
A hole from which briars grew?

Shall my heart be bared to a man I hold dear?
Shall I remain a briar stuck here?
"Rose, oh what pure contradiction."
How true do you lie?

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