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A rose lays on the walkway to my garage
I see drops of blood on the concrete
below it, whoever left it must have
pricked themselves on the thorn.

I bend down and reach for it, but suddenly I stop,
its more than just from an admirer.
It’s a warning of …

(c) 2010 Kimber Michaela

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Published by Kimber Michaela

Its like opening a vein and letting it spill all over the pages. Sometimes it is just that raw!!!

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