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Some say flower wilt, petals fall off its original form, It's left being torn, like your broken heart. Wilting, Barely breathing. Yet some aren't aware of how beautiful petals used to be, Bold and exquisite.
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 2:13 PM UTC
Petals
Some say flower wilt, petals fall off its original form, It's left being torn, like your broken heart. Wilting, Barely breathing. Yet some aren't aware of how beautiful petals used to be, Bold and exquisite.
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 2:13 PM UTC
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