jueves, 16 de octubre de 2014

ROSE GARDEN

She was brought into this world out of a beautiful mistake, when her mum was just a girl and her dad didn't stay. She was working at age nine at the flower shop in town, working not just to survive, 'cause life was throwing her around. She was young but not naive, always wise beyond her years, hoping  that no one would see every time she dried her tears. In the rose garden, where the rain is falling, and the thorns are sharpened, rose garden. Don't let those petals fall, don't let them fall on you.

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