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By ladyinwaiting Date: 2003 Aug 06 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.06.07.43.27200]] |
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Love is like a rose it sprouts delicate leaves which draw your attention looking so lush and full continuing to grow sprouting very small buds which are delicate even the slightest storm can destroy them it starts to grow larger and fuller becoming more delicate vulnerable to lose part of its substance during even the slightest rain Love is like a rose it starts out slow grows into a bud then blossoms into a beautiful rose it is so beautiful yet we forget that the plant or trunk is the most important part like your inner self relationships start out by seeing the outer beauty then you see the relationship for what it is with or without the roses Love is delicate the slightest disturbance can shock it causing it to not be as lovely as it once appeared but if nurtured it will live to blossom time and time again |