Flowers and thorns

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By Abi Wehrmeyer

A heart full of flowers, a mind full of thorns; oh where did the beauty go? She hides in her room, desperate for tears to come out so she can feel alive. Flowers in her hair instead of cuts on her wrist; oh where did the beautiful girl go? While she wears cuts on her wrists instead of flowers in her hair, she seems to of lost all beauty. But don't you see? Behind the scars and sorrow, lies a beauty no one can ever take away. She is beautiful even with her scars, it's just hidden behind everything.

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