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"Me and a Rosebush" by Puay Rae Ann 3E/22

Me and a Rosebush

Me and a

Rosebush

That blooms with the radiance of a broken heart

Over and over

This tangle of thorns and petals

Wilting at my feet


From unyielding hands

Come soft petals

That will not stand the test of time

But will be pretty to look at for now


How do I

Make you understand?

How do I tell you that

Rose-red turns

Bruise blue

And it’s not your fault

If a crown of thorns

Is nothing

But an iron

Shackle


Me and a rosebush

This crown of thorns

A mess of petals

Wilting at my feet


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