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I wrote this one day, out of bitterness because I heard rumors of someone that I cared about liking another. I've realized now that things aren't in my hands and that if you just lay it all at Jesus's feet, he'll take care of it. I'm sure a lot of people can relate to how I felt in this poem, but it's a lot of symbolism.
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I'm Not A Rose
|by Kim Ann
I take yet another step away
close yet another door
the coldness of my shoulder - and yours
is yet becoming more.
There are no longer kind words
there is no open addressing
the art that we once knew
no longer needs confessing
We used to face each other
on the bridge inside the wall
now it's desolate and empty
it's begun to crack and fall
There is a constant dripping
yet tears go unshed
a puddle gathers at my feet
a pool of deep dark red
you forgot your average flower
and found a beautiful rose
if I were you I wonder -
which I would have chose?
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