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Love Poem: Behind a Rose

Behind a Rose

Everyone hunts me, wild and greedy.
Although growing in low surface and full of muddy
Displays me in mini bottle, limits athmosphere
Only for relishing a beauty, called human
Sweet and beauty, does not it? 
Hope my thorns long
For protecting my self deeply

No touch for loving someone
Just a sense come to heart

Throw away when i hurt you!