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Pain

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By Emma CranePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Try as I may, I have to wonder, does the pain and darkness ever end?

Like a bridal on an equestrian it can direct which way you go. Each path seems to grow beautiful enormous roses but with each rose comes even larger thorns.

Are these sturdy pike thorns for growth or breaking?

Do the roses mask the pain or lure you in for more torment?

Does a garden of roses call your name seductively or does it shriek like a banshee waiting for the next victim? Can you even tell the difference anymore?

How do you know which path will be less painful, beautiful roses or torturous thorns?

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Emma Crane

I am a person that has a lot on her mind. I am in my 30's and love that there is a platform like this where I can share my passion for writing, which is something that I have been doing since my childhood.

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