take my hand and lead me through
the rosebush of your history
sentient to the scraping of the thorns
guide me through the greenhouse
with the shattered memories of glass
let us stroll
frolic in the garden of your misfortune
and never again will you feel alone
for i am now the blessed pearl on your necklace
the silent ever present armor on your shoulder
show me around the botanical gardens
so that i may inhale the sweet aroma of your flowers
these flowers of your life.


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