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Apr 2021
i think my soul is starting to wilt,
just like my roses.

i think im dying.
dying, just like my poor roses

i dont think i'll make it.
i wish i could just see my roses one last time.
i had a sudden thought about a pt 2 and just had to write it down lol, thank you for reading:)
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jade  my head
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