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Jan 2019
Love deprived thorns
My soul turned a desert.
I can't grow a rose anymore.
I can't seek the red petals.
For, they have fallen for you
mourning for all the hope
that turned into nothing
but love deprived thorns.
#love #desert #loveyourself #mourn #rose #fall
Written by
Rina
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       Fawn, Neuvalence, Manuel Hutchinson and ---
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