Lyudmila Purgina

Freshman - 678 Points (Russian Federation)

The Rose - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

The rose grows and blows in thorns,
Preventing you to take 't in haste.
The beauty could be seen as rose,
But is the only cover to place,
Where thorns are usual to find,
So life is bright and dark in mind...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 10, 2010

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