Saturday, 16 February 2019

A Place of the Thousand Roses



There's a place of a thousand roses,

I once stepped in,
I once was dragged out of it.

I was screaming,
fighting,
crying,
I was hopeless.

Because those blossoms called me,
And I couldn't run,
I was pulled away from them.

Fresh desperation
Lost dream
Grew up on me

But I never gave up
Not a single time
Not a single minute

Because the place of a thousand roses,
Pulled me in,
with their thorns.

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