you better lose me

I was least expected, 
You pulled me and they had to bear.
Dear, I am a rose with thorn, 
Don't compell me to justify, 
I am a person whose nature 
Has potential to cause what you abhor .
I am not the shrine you like to showcase, A dagger to attack and a shield to protect my family, 
I am a flower in the garden of Love, 
I will die if you dare to puck me.

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