THE ROSE

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My beauty is explicit,
In every piece, in every bit.
Everyone envy me,
Because of my extraordinary beauty.

A ray of sunshine makes me happy,
It makes me bloom more heavenly.
Touching me is like paying for a sin,
You'll drop a blood, you'll never win.

My body is covered with thorns,
And those who picks me mourns.
My smell that everyone loves,
I can say that I'm gifted from the above.

I'm special to those who have me,
I'm everything you want, you'll never see
Someone more beautiful than me,
In the middle of this field, it's just a me, not a we.

I'm red as the blood that drops from your finger,
And my smell that always linger.
I'm the rose that's beautiful as what you've always seen,
And my beauty always comes with a pain.

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