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Apr 2018
I
am
forgotten.

I once was this beautiful bright flower,
then he came along and plucked me from my spot.
He stuck me in a vase,
watered me,
nurtured me.
Then forgot me.

I
am
forgotten

I was the blue sky,
and he was the red sky.
We could not stay away.
Then he bled into me,
and I turned to purple.
He decided, purple wasn't for him.
Then he forgot me.

I
am
forgotten
Mykenzie
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Mykenzie  18/F/Somewhere under a rock
(18/F/Somewhere under a rock)   
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     janessa ann and Salmabanu Hatim
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