Seeing you again was feeling a thorn on a rose I just picked. The scent of the scene was pleasant yet when I tried to get closer I discovered the thorn to the rose that I wanted to have once again. Watching the rose drop to the ground even before my brain registered the pain was like watching you walk away from me once more.

Thorny

Sting

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About MysteriesOfLife

“I’m a simple girl.” “You lied. You aren’t simple at all.” “Maybe I’m not. But if I said that, would you have stayed around to figure me out?”
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  1. Michael says:

    Emotive stuff in just a few lines…

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