Post by christina sams on Feb 12, 2003 20:17:12 GMT -5
with your beauty
for all to see
why do your thorns
torment me
you may not no
this useless fact
but just like I
you tend to act
soft and sweet
your inner part
on the outside
thorns protect your heart
when people who love you
try to come near
your sharp thorns prick them
hurting the ones you hold dear
one day I'll learn
though it be too late
you'll always be admired
for me, death is my fate.
for all to see
why do your thorns
torment me
you may not no
this useless fact
but just like I
you tend to act
soft and sweet
your inner part
on the outside
thorns protect your heart
when people who love you
try to come near
your sharp thorns prick them
hurting the ones you hold dear
one day I'll learn
though it be too late
you'll always be admired
for me, death is my fate.
