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Flowers grow with water And people grow with hate. Bones shed flash right after death and misery has no conscience. Eyes open doors to hearts that eventually just fall apart.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 9:39 PM UTC
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Flowers grow with water And people grow with hate. Bones shed flash right after death and misery has no conscience. Eyes open doors to hearts that eventually just fall apart.
kaylee-guinn
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 9:39 PM UTC
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