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The flowers wilted, fell apart I cry in bed, alone in the dark. Meant for you, is what they were, But you didn't want them, "Yes I'm sure". Hurting my heart once again, You always leave my head in a spin.

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aryana_lovelace

14 / Cisgender Female

For You?

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aryana_lovelace

14 / Cisgender Female

Published

Mar 20, 2020

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Tags: #hurt

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