Eyes blue, With hidden lows, Lips as red as a rose, Smile twinkling, A secret to share, Worry lines, Lay you bare. Your beauty, Astounds more than a few, A flower almost at full bloom, Delicate, innocent, Hopeful and true. Hidden beneath, Not one but two, Thorns that prick, Deep and through.
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