I pricked myself today.
Crimson blood stained my blouse.
No more shall I pick roses,
No more will I love.
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Author:
Joakim Bergen (
Offline) - Published: November 27th, 2022 19:56
- Category: Love
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- User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
I pricked myself today.
Crimson blood stained my blouse.
No more shall I pick roses,
No more will I love.
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Comments1
beware those thorns...
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