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Dec 2017
My tears watered the flowers in my
heart. It held them in and kept them
safe from the world until I met the
monster.

At first he made me feel alive like
I was worth something but he left me
and those flowers in my heart died.
they died with every dignity I had
left and my heart shattered.

It still is and I don't think it
will ever be the same. Those flowers
will forever be dead.
Written by
KW  20/F
(20/F)   
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