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I blossomed a beautiful rose but life plucked me from my roots and I began to slowly wither away and sulk and droop as my once thriving red petals turned brown and brittle, began falling from my center.
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
Roses
I blossomed a beautiful rose but life plucked me from my roots and I began to slowly wither away and sulk and droop as my once thriving red petals turned brown and brittle, began falling from my center.
mydarlingana
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16/F/ohio
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
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