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Water drips off a rose,
Who always holds the perfect pose,
Every suitor she desires,
Ignites passions fire,
Forgets within her stays,
A thorn that love frays.
She is left pain,
His tears come down like rain,
Tears drip off her perfect pose,
As she waits to hurt, that rose...
About the Creator
Maili Paul
I'm autistic. I'm differently abled. I'm a mom of 4 boys and 1 girl. I'm work from home. I'm happily married. I like blue and yellow, particularly together.
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