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Mar 2021
flowers grow from muddy grounds,
blooming flowers all around.
Tall and bright,
savoring light,
they grow.

But not a flower, he’s a ****,
i’m a flower from a seed.
he grows up strong and tall,
wrapping around my vine making me fall.

he weighs me down but i love him so,
flower and **** together alone.
can they grow together in harmony,
without weeds hurting the flowers leaves?
Written by
b33  18/F
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   Imran Islam
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