Some see the thorn,
Others, the rose;
Some see new friends,
Others, more foes;
Some see only rain,
Others, rainbows.
Some see weapons,
Others, sharp knives;
Some see madness,
Others, torn lives;
Some see bee stings,
Others, beehives.
Some will prefer
To see the black,
Others can choose
Not to look back;
Some can forget
The hurt and pain;
Others relive it
Again and again.
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Author:
Cygnus X-1 (
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Comments2
Good one!
Neat write - don't know how I missed it before.
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