I was a wilting flower you had found in the middle of a yard full of weeds
and instead of cherishing & nursing me back to health
you pulled at my delicate petals
trying to figure out
whether she loved you
or if she loved you not
Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 2:33 PM UTC
I was a wilting flower you had found in the middle of a yard full of weeds
and instead of cherishing & nursing me back to health
you pulled at my delicate petals
trying to figure out
whether she loved you
or if she loved you not
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