rose | poetry

2015.

i am the flower
you plant in your mind
i couldn’t get out
of this room.
you’ve planted me.
it is not my fault
being a flower.

don’t tell me
i am a mother
of your wounds.
my thorns aren’t deadly,
your feelings are.
⠀⠀⠀ 
— rose.
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