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Sep 2016
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.
Sherlene
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Sherlene  24/F
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