Same and anew

My little love, my little bramble
Upon you i took a gamble.
With many spikes you cut n tear
Yet fruit delicious do you bear.
I cannot rid you from my mind,
Despite how you can be unkind.
Roots so deep n full of tangle;
Branches all around which strangle.
Oh sweet blackberry, wild n free;
How i wish you’d grow with me.

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