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Whenever I get close to people

I end up hurting them.

I don’t mean to.

That’s just who I am.

I’m like a rose.

From afar I’m beautiful,

But if you come too close

You’ll get pricked.

Don’t pick me.

I don’t want to leave my thorns in your hand.

You won’t be able to leave

Without getting hurt.

I can’t change the fact

That I’m going to hurt you.

I just hope that once you pick me

The pain will be worth it.