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Aug 2017
red roses wilt
from the colour of your lipstick stained lips
to the colour of the monsters living inside my head
the roses wilt,
our love died with them.
frankie
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frankie  16/F/florida
(16/F/florida)   
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     Mims, skyler, Poetry First, Jobira and Zero Nine
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