Rose
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To think such beauty could emerge from the dirt
To think she could withstand being tread upon
To endure the mental and physical hurt
No, this is not the treatment she chose
To be treated like a weed
When she was obviously a rose
To think her a common cocklebur
Could they not see?
This mistreatment she did not incur
The truth, it couldn't be
She knew her beauty, she was divine
Her petals were breathtaking
Her virtues shined
They could stomp if they chose
The hurt was temporary
She knew she was a rose
A rose is unblemished
A rose is unmarked
She had to remember her flawlessness
And not take their foolishness to heart