Aug 2019
flower petals
look so pretty
falling down
as gently as
the touch of our
fingertips
but they die
and so does our love
but even in death
they look so pretty
and yet again
so does our love
look so pretty
falling down
as gently as
the touch of our
fingertips
but they die
and so does our love
but even in death
they look so pretty
and yet again
so does our love
(21/F)
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