the rose were high
let the people who pass her by
adore her
define her
as a majestic crown
and blinded by her red gown
that hide
the thorn which pricks
the heart
of the nobel nightingale
a though of society from a girl’s perspective who was bullied, that sees how everyone were pleading to be accepted in society because they think it is the biggest shit, while it’s actually so cruel as fuck who uses the kind hearted for its own greed.


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