love the pain

you are a rose with many thorns. I pick you up when you are looking warm. I can see deep into your layers…. darker & darker…

aware of the jabs you will give me, but still drawn to your beauty. inhailing the magical essence, not thinking about the thorns. 

I can eventually see you capturing my soul. then I will be kicking myself when I’m ruined & restless. 

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