Same as Before

Same disappointment
Same old fear
Same heart being broken
Year after year

Same handsome rose
Same painful thorns
Same devil on my shoulder
With the same little horns

Same smelly flowers
Can't mind their own business
Jumping out of their own lives
And can't believe that I wanted this

Same lil me
Lost in the smell of the roses
Still tangled in the plot
Even after the book closes

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