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Saturday, February 27, 2016

Identity 5 : Preservation


Next time a thorn is in your side
Don't hesitate to pull it;
It'll hurt like hell, but soon you'll see
How you've dodged a bullet.
Roses come with thorns, they say,
And redden with lifeblood;
Hence the timid falter
To nip that blooming bud.

When, next time, the light beckons
But you need a place to hide,
Listen no more to trite advice --
Embrace the dark with pride.
Symbols etched in golden hue
Will put your toes to line
But it's worth a few stubbed toes
If the ground is fine.


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