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Aug 2013
I am a flower
That is dying with every passing minute
I've been stepped on repeadidly
And many of my petals have been plucked
I don't have much to give anymore
And these thorns I've grown let you know that
No one pays attention to wilting flowers
They might as well be invisible
But I promise
If I could just get some water
And a little ray of sunshine
I can shine brighter than a million stars
And I can love you like you deserve
(Please) be patient with me
Hannah Turner
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Hannah Turner  Texas
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