Cactus & Rose

It's not the cactus's fault that you are pricked.
For it didn't choose to be touched.
It doesn't know how not to be prickly.
It is not the rose's fault that you are bleeding.
For its beauty comes with a price. 
It didn't ask you to pluck it.
It doesn't matter how toxic someone is.
Do you love yourself enough to detach yourself from them?

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