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On the sweetest of flowers
Lies the cruelest device
The stem of a rose
Has a thorn not so nice
But that’s nothing compared
To the plant of the thistle
One touch of a spike
Makes your skin start to bristle
Beware of their beauty
Exotic and raw
When you least expect it
It’s your blood that they draw
Writing Prompt – Thistles and Thorns – Day 2/31
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COME READ DORINDA’S – Thistles-And-Thorns-Poetry-Decemberwriting
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Thanks, my friend! ❤️
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You are so welcome! I am the one who needs to thank you for this being such a great seed of inspiration!! And my surprise???
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This is such gorgeous poetry.. I absolutely love it ❤
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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A like isn’t enough for this. Love it.
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Thank you so very much, Oneta! ❤
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Really like this one. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Michelle ❤
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You’re welcome 💛
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Beautiful! Words go wonderfully with the picture
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Thank you very much, Francine! 🙂
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I felt reading your lines listening to a violin..
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Thank you 🙂
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Excellent!! 😃💛
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Thank you, my friend! ❤ 🙂
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My pleasure!😀
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Thank you so much, my friend! ❤
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