Prickly thorns and bitter roots
There are too many roses here.
Once a sight to behold
In times of old
Turned to modern day pests.
Hyenas in drag!
Butch or belittled
I'm sick to my stomache.
And the smile took it!
Looking at yourself
after you speak and think,
What a beautiful rose am I
With all my beautiful friends!
Like a tangle of brambles that never ends.
If you read this hole thing you’re not a rose, you’re a Tiger Lily and those are the best🤓
@fractalobserver
