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Aug 2018
Oh, how our petals fall
from the depths of our eyes;
the reminiscence of our small
and warmly stricken sky.

Oh, how it crumbles mutely
striking hard upon the earth;
the ground now bleeds acutely
and still, we drown in mirth.
How we smile despite our pains love.
Written by
Christian  19/M
(19/M)   
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     Fawn, strawberry, Elizabeth J, Cné and lX0st
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