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You opened up my heart but you treated me like I am nothing. A delicate flower that you picked— now, slowly withering.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:55 PM UTC
Love & Death
You opened up my heart but you treated me like I am nothing. A delicate flower that you picked— now, slowly withering.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:55 PM UTC
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