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Nov 2017
there are millions of flowers growing every year, but we're used to pull out their petals one by one, for we think that's the only way to know if someone cares about us.
and i was a sunflower, as yellow as the sun. you carelessly took my petals, not because you loved me and wondered if i felt the same way towards you, but because you **** beauty when you can't handle it.
that's your thing.
savs
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