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Dec 2024
Growing by the hour,
Smelling like heaven came true.
Love is like a flower,
Flowers I'd give to you.

But I loved a flower so much,
I forgot to care for my own.
Dreamed about its perfect petals,
While mine rotted all alone.
Written by
vlt  16/M
(16/M)   
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     ---, jules, Madeline Clow and Liana
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