I had petals, many petals
Red and fascinating
I laughed.
One day a thorn grew on me
I denied.
One day I dropped a petal
I blamed myself.
And my thorns grew
I got angry.
And my petals fell
I isolated myself.
One day the last petal fell
I accepted
I was the red rose.
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