This time that my heart broke,
I accidentally dropped in
a seed of hope
before taping it back.

I fear that one day,
you'll grow out of the seed
ripping my heart again,
then clutching it with your tendrils
at the same time.

Painful are the side effects
of my rose bush love.

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I'm hiding my roses
back in the bushes;
they are safer there.

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