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I pricked my finger
I pricked my finger today,
I was trying to hold a flower.
I pulled it off the bush
and in return it stabbed me in the thumb.
Only a single drop bled
but it still stings.
All for a flower
all for me.
I was trying to hold a flower.
I pulled it off the bush
and in return it stabbed me in the thumb.
Only a single drop bled
but it still stings.
All for a flower
all for me.
Published 27th Apr 2017
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8th May 2017 11:11am
Sometimes, trying to claim something beautiful hurts. It can be worth it.
Simple poem with a nice sentiment. My suggestion would be to think about cutting "I was" and "in return." It just sounds a bit better to my ear.
Simple poem with a nice sentiment. My suggestion would be to think about cutting "I was" and "in return." It just sounds a bit better to my ear.
