The beauty

it is so beautiful
but beautuy wont last long
the thoughts and the thorns
thorns stay
but not the beauty
it is fallen
the thoughts stay
the thorns in the heart
it is pianful
and its bleeding
memories are painful
pian is sweet but not always
its growing, its breaking
the pain of love
but all the pain is not sweet
just forget it
but how when it stays
its growing
covering every inch
it is painful
the pain of love
its bleeding
every moment
memories are bad
bad memories
they were good
but the beauty has thorns
it is fallen
but the thorns stay
it is covering the heart
it is bleeding
every moment
it was sweet
but just momentary
never pluck a folwer
stay away
just stay away from thorns
and thoughts and pain