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May 8
I have seen the beauty of the rose
Having a stunning look of beauty
A soft fragrance
Beautiful petals
Looks like a goddess of the flowers
But it also has many colors
We can see roses with different colors
Each person sees a rose in a different color
But all of them have thorns
The pain each thorns give
I can't forget the pain each cut gave me
The thrones of that masterpiece of beauty
Has torn my heart and my life forever
I am still searching for a lily to shine like a star in my life
With the beauty of its heart
Looks like a fairy tale of heaven
I hope someone gives me some lilies
Before I sleep forever and
Before I see the lilies in heaven
As the beauty of heaven but
If I land in hell
I think I will see a rose there
Maybe that rose is me
And a few people in my life, but
I think I will be the only rose present inside the lava of the volcano of hell
I hope I will be the only flower dying with pain and regret, even after reaching my forever rest in hell
I hope they burn me in the fire of the volcano
I hope I will die with the greatest pain in the world
I hope I need to live with the greatest pain of living a life
For entirety
I hope someone kills me with a knife stabbed in my neck
I hope I die the fastest, but with a long period of pain
But before that
I want to experience being loved by a stranger, not by people in my family
I hope someone expresses their love for me last time before I go
Written by
miss psycho  14/F/Nepal
(14/F/Nepal)   
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