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You aren't a rose Roses decay after a week But you- You are something that Takes death and Crushes it in your hand How you do that is magic- Magic that only you wield You do not flounder But rather You transfix me I see nothing but you Aphrodite.
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC
Untitled: Love poem #0002
You aren't a rose Roses decay after a week But you- You are something that Takes death and Crushes it in your hand How you do that is magic- Magic that only you wield You do not flounder But rather You transfix me I see nothing but you Aphrodite.
A/N: In the spirit of valentines~ also it was from a prompt to write what you saw on twitter which was a rose.
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC
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