January 22, 2018January 13, 2018 by Kunal Thakore November Flower* metaphor, Personal, Poetry, ramblings, Thoughts apprehension, barbed wire, beauty, blossom, chrysanthemum, Doubt, garden, heart, Love, offer, ornamentation, shrivel, spines, stakes, thorns, vase 42 Comments The chrysanthemums you grow so lovingly in your garden They bear no thorns Continue reading → Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
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