I am beautiful, but if you get to close I'll hurt you. And that makes me a monster.
I am a rose.
I am terrible. I cant see my own love and it slowly kills me. People try to pick me I just turn them down.
I am a rose.
I'm drowning yet my petals are wilting. Because They never told you too much water could kill you too.
I am a rose.
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