Pretty twisted

Rose’s thorns

pierce my skin

itchy scalp

petals paper thin

A flower crown upon my head

Flowers pretty, twisted, dead

A flower crown, for all the world to see

Everyone stop

Pay attention to me

Ignore the daisy that’s out of place

Pardon the blood trickling down my face

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Pretty twisted

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